in my thoughts

- it was what she imagined it would be like, terrible for her, but impossible to resist. she loved it, more than he loves her. she should go lay in the tub, & gather her thoughts in that warm water. maybe find herself in there. She feels high on philosophy with no one to hear her words. all of you can see her, but you can’t touch her, because you don’t get her. all she wants is to be loved by him, the one that can feel her heartbeat when she can’t feel her own. she’s pretty & consumed. she is me.