I won't lie, I read your words, all of them, any that I can get my hands on.
And I slam to my reflection in the mirror at night when I can't sleep.
I've taken to wearing socks to bed, because my feet are cold without your knees to rest them on.
This phone in my hands, I swipe from screen to screen looking for something to waste the next few minutes on instead of thinking about this.
These disgusting details of my life. I can almost laugh at myself.
