i wanted to live through your eyes

but i changed my mind when you

misplaced me for the hundredth time


a front porch floating out to sea

an unwanted childhood pet at your door,

i remember you said i must have lost my mind


i see it now through my own eyes

my choice was a string you pulled

to satisfy a hole you couldn’t fill

your spine must have been the last thing to grow


at the end, in your room,

you believed we’d get married one day

and i felt like i couldn’t breathe

and i never felt so free


the rocks at my window

sit in my stomach as a reminder

that there is a limit to heartbreak,

an expiration date on a withering fruit


i’m thankful i made it out alive,

even if i lost my mind