smell you on my hand for days, I can't wash away your scent

[dismal_star]

my heart is too big for all of this & neon lights are flashing "run away."
but every exit is blocked & now I'm scared.

(I still have tricks up my sleeve never meant to hurt or deceive)

please understand.
there are things I can never reveal.
for when the bough breaks,
the fall will not be as hard,
& I can stand after a routine wipeout.
face it,
(I have)
this isn't real, is it?
is it?

well.
you'll never know unless you ask.
(that goes for you too.)

ps - my sweater is dry clean only & it's picked up scents from a crowded car. fuck.