a jaded kind of beautiful

i finally have the courage to hand over this quill and succumb to the better part of me that says no words i reiterate over and over with smudged ink would ever bring you back and i hope you reckon this means i hold no prudish acrimony nor sighing fondness over you anymore - i finally have the courage to resolve i’m not going to be spending any more parcel over sentiments shared with jack daniels or chivas regal on cheapish nights that remind me again and again of how easy it had always been for me to submit to your insincere endeavors to make me yours back then because now i’ve torn all the printed notes that are but tattletales of history gone awry - i finally have the courage to think and wake up every day and stay up every night and live for myself and write for myself and speak for myself, instead of yesterday and how all that’s mine is just a reflection of what you want to be yours

i’m done