why didn't you hurt me?

months of butterflies and uncertainty
as spring tends to be
i taught myself to hold you
i taught myself to comfort you

you saw in my eyes
what i hadn't told myself yet
and used it to teach me

but you created me
you created me from yourself
and lied that you never had
i want to lie to you

i wish you had hurt me
so i could do the same

mar 2021
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