a piece for you and a piece for me

i dont know what happened today
i just feel so out of place i woke up
and didnt know where i was
i went to school and i feel disconected with everything and
everybody
i gave you your hoodie back today with a letter that read


There once was a man, who lived a lie. He smiled, and laughed at his dumb friends jokes but inside he was empty. He was taught to hold back his tears, hold back the truth. He is fragile. And on the off chance that you would see his smile, his real smile, it makes you think maybe heaven is where he is. This man then made the mistake in the form of a sickly looking woman. Fat seemingly dripping from her limbs. Her hands, rough to the touch, and all those kisses, wet and sloppy, nauseate him and make the man wish he could forget. So he forgets, even for a moment, and when he comes to he finds that woman gone. She has disappeared into thin air, lost. Broken by the words left unspoken. 'Perhaps if I was a little bit pretty, a little bit aware, a little bit thinner, and maybe you'd be there….' So the man forgets the woman with the revolting face, he forgets all they ever had when all he had to ask '5 more minutes please.'

and you said nothing
you just kept walking beside me
stealing silent glances my way
then
hugging me goodbye
i dont know who you think you are