there is nothing poetic about it

we were terrible together

it hurts to see you being terrible without me.

you are of the world

an amalgamation of everything you said you hated

all the while you were full of envy.

i feel like i live in another dimension now

watching you through thick glass

there is fog on the window and i have to squint to see.

still i wonder

while we have grown into such different people

how far apart we can possibly be.

wordlessly

i found myself unable to describe it

i loved you so much harder than you loved me.