We Called it New

We matched online.

After clicking for time.

We exchanged numbers right away.

ASMR, smoothies and happiness in common.

I hesitate sometimes, like on our first virtual date. I don’t feel good enough for you, I feel like you can do better.

You tell me I’m beautiful and I don’t believe you.

New is the name.


“Done dealing with you
Don’t know how to deal with me
Done fuckin’ with you, don’t know how to love me” – Jhene Aiko

I feel much stronger I’ve got this!

With the power vested within, I’ll remain true to myself, and you shall not flood my life with bullshit again.

I imagine yesterday, to be the day you realised I’ve gone forever.

No longer shall your issues plague my existence. No more I will be your crutch, holding you up when you need a prop – user.

My life is my life, and I shall live it as I wish.

I Pray

I pray that you get everything I could not give to you.

I pray that you do well.

I pray for you.

Crow cackles in the short distance, and out he coughs ‘Liar, liar! Atheist! Atheist.’

His sapphire blue eyes turn fiery red, and he flies down and lands on Unique’s head.

She’s kneeling at the grave of a love that never existed, for she pays her respects. But Crow cheers her for being a hypocrite.

Atheist! He caws before landing on the fresh mount of dirt.

‘Here lies a foolish man who is now home to my snacks, worms and maggots and the odd juicy rat!’

A fake tear falls from the right eye of Unique. Crow turns quickly, and it lands on his beak.

‘I love you, Unique.’