I envy every choice you could have made,
I envy every choice you did make,
I envy all who you’ve smiled to,
I envy all who you talk to,
I envy your freedom,
I envy your life,
I envy you.
How does it exist that you will never call me by my name?
What cruel god would allow me to go on desiring you?
Desire every mole on you that I cannot count.
Desire every knuckle I cannot hold.
Desire every breath I cannot steal.
Hurting with the burden of being a ghost to you.
I melt alone,
I scream alone,
I cry alone.
Without you.
Though I cannot go on hating these cruel gods,
because they have all been replaced by you.
My deity;
who won’t ever strain to hear my voice.
My deity;
who I will keep worshiping this jealousy for.
My deity;
who I will pray for on repeat.
Till death do I part.
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Parasocial
October 28, 2025
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