In every other case
When it was me silently demanding reciprocation
The lack of understanding
Weighed on me
In my narcissism
~
Now, I don’t want to even
Turn my head towards you
It’s wrong, but there is no pity for how you feel
Whether the skin of your fingers burns from not touching my skin
Whether my image lingers
~
and I linger and I don’t want to be here
you say there is nothing in my eyes
I whisper there is nothing for you
~
In every other case
If the worlds turned around
I think you would offer me some pity
And reach out to me for my beauty
I would tremble,
Resurrect and with the rising sun
The dawn would darken the bedroom
Not completely dissimilar to the empty eyes
