is this considered treason?

I’ll never get a love like that again because you made me wiser

I hate that you made me smarter

It only happens one time.

I miss being dumb

Thinking I could hold onto you

Or anything for that matter

Thinking i could love and kiss and be careless

And trust

It is broken again

And you can’t make it over to the other side of the bridge

It’s splintered dramatically in half,

Dramatically opposing.

We can reach out but not touch,

I can feel you there.

A sludge pile.

Stinking up the back of my mind. Hatching eggs and festering, your little babies spilling out of my mouth each time I speak. Polluting conversation.

But i miss you more than I hate you.

I hate what you took from me more than i miss you.

Fuck you.