spiraling

Nothing really sends me on a 
downward spiral 
like a person I thought would love me
the way i want to be loved.
But maybe it hurts the worst 
because they always fuck up 
right when I start to feel lucky 
to be a part of their existence 
and for a union built to experience 
the world in a new light
that went out before
it got bright
and it sucks that I think about them 
so much at night 
because it’s my favorite time
that becomes consumed
by thoughts of “what if”
reflecting off the moon.

you can find the written poem on my blog. links to other social platforms here. — This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app — Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/storiesbynoelle/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/storiesbynoelle/support
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