dont read this im warning u

we were two complex humans
giggling in the dark
grinning at each other’s eyes
a taste of happiness at fifteen

we were tangled emotions
personalities seeping
mannerisms and hearts shared
playlists exchanged with a kiss in the title

we were one, and we were two
separated by nought but miles
staring north, or south
yearning but yearning with promise

we were hands held in public
feeling revolutionary
dreaming of so much more
like a coffee date, perhaps

we now just survive
without one another
guts wrenching and mind indifferent
separate webs sliced by your words

two complex humans
one crying in the dark
this does not feel revolutionary
this feels like shit