The first time I saw her, everything went quiet.
I knew I had to talk to her.
She loved it.
Some mornings I start kissing her goodbye, she just leaves.
When she said she loved me, her mouth was a straight line.
She told me she shouldn't have let me get so attached to her
She can run away from this and I just can't. I can't go out and find someone new because I always think of her.
Usually when I'm obsessed over things, I see germs sneaking into my skin.
I leave the door unlocked. I leave the lights on.