ignored
lux i'm in love with a man who doesn't exist.

it might sound insane.

i assure you, it is not.

some who are not versed in my story would say: "well, every woman has her phase... that time we fall in love with men who are characters in books, or television shows, or movies..."

and i think, "that's fine, but this man is none of those."

and they say, "a rock star then? we've had those crushes!"

and i say, "no, no... that is not what i meant, at all."

he exists, in flesh and blood.
ignoring phone calls,
ignoring me.

and he has no idea, how much feeling like a convenience,
or an inconvenience,
can kill the insides of a human being.

making me want to pull
some dramatic shit,
like when i was a teenager:

"please let ---- know
they are the reason
i_did_this."

guilt_after_death.

which is,
of course,
ridiculous.

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