I Watch
I watch as my friend heals from the wounds you gave her— stitching herself whole while I unravel quietly beside her.
But me? I didn\'t heal. I began to watch.
I watch as you move on like you never scorched the ground beneath me, like my name was never ash in your mouth.
I watch as you pretend you did nothing wrong. As if my silence was consent. As if your memory doesn’t echo through everything I am.
I watch and pretend that you aren’t the reason my reflection feels foreign, the reason joy tastes like guilt.
And now— I feel like I am watching myself die and can do nothing about it.
I watch as I slowly drown in an ocean of \"I\'m fine,\" my lungs filling with all the words I never said.
I watch as I slowly suffocate, quietly folding into the corners of rooms, smaller and smaller, while the world keeps spinning, while people say, “There are worse problems in the world than this.”
But still— I am here. Losing myself because of you.