Like red pen on white—

Your eyes like ice on my cheek bones 

they burn anyways 

I’ve decided 

I can’t be a human around you. 

I think bones are interesting 

and to me 

that is anxiety 

to me 

you are anxiety compounded 

tall and wobbly

voice clear but unsure 

I want you 

so much 

my bones turn pink when you’re in the room 

it’s confusing 

this feeling 

lately you’ve seemed so angry 

every word drips with some sort of frustration

like accidentally putting pasta in a freezer 

and trying to eat it later

teeth-breaking 

I wish you smiled more 

chipped tooth top row one over from the middle 

lovely 

I think I really fucked up 

all you leave is holes 

in my shoes that snow can get through 

I blame you for frostbitten toes 

you were so cold last time we spoke 

I don’t think 

I can look at you any longer 

invisibility is a cloak I wish we could both

fit under 

I’ll ask harry potter for a loan 

I see all the mistakes I’ve ever made 

like red pen on white pages 

scratched across your forehead 

I think I’ve begun to hate you 

but it adds up 

’cuz you hate me too 

and hey 

remember that time 

I made you laugh so hard you collapsed 

on the desk 

hit your nose 

and there was all that blood? 

I think that stood for something

I miss you 

so much

sometimes

it hurts