I Can’t

I can’t 

Do this to myself again

I can’t be that girl

The 6 week girl 

The ‘this’ll do fo now’ girl

Pain upon pain

I’m fine

No honestly, it was just a bit of fun 

I can’t be that girl anymore.

I’m not human

I’m a concept of love

Practise for the real thing

Not quite what anyone’s looking for

2 months later 

He shuts the lid 

Places it back on the shelf 

Dusts his hands 

Within the darkness

I fold into myself 

A perfect sphere of agony