oh

are you mortified

because you think you’re in love

the real kind

when your head is a mess

and your hands are shaking

before i was fine

or at least i thought i was

but life was never

has never

been fine without you

i dont know if i can want you, have you

you can have me, all of what’s here

how dare you keep existing like that

my heart in your hands

or is this yours in mine