How can you not see,
The true feelings deep in me.
The hard ache of hiding,
It's still not subsiding.
Lying to myself
"Just put the thoughts on a shelf."
Please stop pretending that you can't tell,
Long ago from that high horse I fell.
I'm sorry it didn't work
But I now you know.
And I can't stand to mask it anymore
I'm not a girl.
I am not Branwen.
I'm somewhere in-between
And I know that I am Bee
I'm opening my phone
To nothing
No messages, no emails, no missed calls,
All I'm getting is radio silence
The sinking feeling in my heart returned
The one where you know something is wrong
Stinging my eyes
The tears come
Pouring down
Relentlessly.
Still breathing
Still warm
Yet dead
To me
And me alone.
Grief floods me
Again
I'm drowning
One message
An Instagram notification in my inbox from an unfollowed account
I never get DMed
Opening was the worst possible choice I could've made
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