a certain slant of light | completed;

𝙛𝙞𝙫𝙚

In all honesty,

I hated the way you acted most of the time. There will be ugly days when you would act as if you were a bilge water in urinals, your eyes filled with buttons in a floppy stuffed cloth doll, and lips with a sinister-like shade.

Your mouth will sometimes speak to me, lure me tight, and whisper how much they would want me for the rest of time.

It will suck me in,

And I fall,

Fall,

Deep in a mouth satiated with lies.

Into a bottomless chamber of untruths, leaving me gasping for air, searching for answers to my sole question:

Am I the one you really need?

I never got the answer.