// inspired by svyerii 's 49th chapter in the book "nice to see you in the sunlight" //

I write because you exist

You've written all the words,
tattoed the empty promises on your tongue,
when people think it's me who's your muse,
I smiled behind the broken plates and empty beds.

I am just there, 'cause I know you better than the air surrounding you
and you'd rather choke on my scent you can't stand
instead of finding a new thigh to breathe in a new high from a blade.

You'd rather have me make you coffee every time you fall asleep
than ask someone their favourite book again.
You'd rather have me make playlists for all your inspirations
than give someone a shoulder to cry again.

You'd rather make me believe that I can't live without you
than say to someone how much warmth they deserve, again.
You'd rather leave my messages on read hoping I understand that you're busy
than be someone's first good morning and last good night, again.

You'd rather break me again and again, saying you're making me perfect
than say to someone that they're perfect, again.
You'd rather ask me to hide my scars with glitter
than say that I write because you exist, again.

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A/N
I am a sedgul uwu give me love.