I’m sorry I always called you that name you don’t like, but I know it’s not why you won’t talk to me

I realized today that you really don’t like me. I said hi and you looked away. you’re taking her away, I fear. the two of you will swallow her whole until she can’t hear me at all, until she’s so accustomed to the soft, pink flesh of your stomach that my voice will frighten her. it will never be the same. she and I will never live our dreams together, but more so, she won’t want to. her indifference will stab like a steak knife thrown and meant to hit someone else. perhaps, though, you were aiming it between my eyes all along. maybe I was too close to see.

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