Like We Are Now

If I died for you, would I become your religion? Would that one act live on for millions of years? Would it be passed down to your children and would they shed their tears? Because that’s what I did for you, I died, to myself, to who I am, and who I claim to be. All for you You wretched soul, you, ​who claimed to love me knowing it wasn’t all true. It’s ok, we all get confused, we both wanted something to be here that isn’t, the fault lays in both our hands. But I no longer have hands, because I gave them to you, I gave you my eyes, my lips, my hips, I gave it all in hopes to gain your affection in return, because that’s what I’ve been taught to do my whole life, groomed for self sacrifice. You had it all, and you didn’t even have to ask, because it’s you  it’s always been you, and I was always going to give it all, neither of us really had a choice, just like we still don’t, just like we never will. Because in the end, we’re just two people who keep going around killing themselves for different people, giving more and more of our heart and trusting it in unprepared hands, but we better be quick to find the right pair, because there’s only so much to give, only so much we can do to live, to love, ​so that we are not alone. Like we are now....

(published 2018)