Keep distance off us, let another universe expand between it. I don't hate you but I cannot bear to fucking rip apart my insides anymore. Everytime your kindness touch me I want to crack open my veins and let them tangle until I can't reroute it.
I don't want to see your handwriting or the piece of card that has touched your palms. Not the sunny blue Australia or the damp New Zealand place. Don't come home. Please I just don't want to be constantly hurted anymore because everytime you come close, all you ever inflicted on me was lethargy, pain, a snowball of wrenching emotions over and over.
I can never hate you but I also can't pretend I wasn't hurted. Sorry you have to see jagged, harsh words slips my dictions but I hardened. The lethargy is more than what I could take.
I won't ever hate you.
