Testing the Waters Since we no longer talk, (we decided we were better off) I’m writing #poems instead. I’ll stare at the blank page and wish to draw you back to me. My love for you will be my secret, but it’s not a secret if the world knows. They see it in my face. I’ve worn you in the wrinkles where my smile used to lay and in the bags under my eyes. I’m no longer sleeping. Well, not since you left the bed. I just can’t seem to get comfortable. It’s been a few hours since I read you on my phone and I’m still debating whether I should cry. I always loved you, but you say you fell out. Now, we’re falling out. I fucking hate you. I wonder what it’d feel like to drown. Maybe I should test it…
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