Why did they say they loved me and then soon leave?
They loved me more than I did.
They saw the girl I was smothering.
That’s who they loved. They loved the person I was afraid to be.
They saw her and they loved her and they left me because I wouldn’t let her breathe.

Writing things to direct attention away from me while gathering it all.
If everyone looks at me then they can’t see me.

When it broke I was losing my charisma, I could see them see me sometimes.
Worst of all I think I was starting to see what I was doing.
I was starting to see me.

I never thought about what it meant to me, only thought about what they intended it to be.
Thinking “Why would they say that?” and “How did they feel?”
All along it was for me and I was running
Running from High Heels