hey, it’s me
not Hannah, but you get the idea —
maybe this is the only way
that you’ll listen
there’s no cassettes
because we both know
writing has always been my outlet
so you’ll have to take your time
and read each line
and imagine me
saying this out loud:
“You are the reason why
I’m not okay anymore
and I’ve lost all sense
of who I used to be.
So the next time
you roleplay as Hannah,
I think you should look back
and remember
all the tears I’ve wept,
for you and me,
and everything in between,
and how you
didn’t shed a single drop
in return for me.”
who is really dead here,
after all?
myimpulsivethoughts 