dried flowers hang from my wall like carcasses, there are no attached envelopes or letters. hidden meaning behind specific veins but you made me lie to myself, you made me believe there was something to believe in. i should've known better than to trust you.

you never called today. there was always a lingering hand of mine over my phone, just waiting, quietly and patiently but nothing rang. how should i believe you when i'm constantly reminded how many times you forget?

it's not meant to be like this, it's not what i planned at all. i don't want to feel like this, it's definetly all your fault.