Festering

when you'd just left

and the wound was still so fresh

I needed you to tell me

that soon

it wouldn't hurt that much

picture me dead

now that would hurt

this leave of absence I'm taking

you'll live through

you said

I swallowed your words

every one of them

being the stupid girl

I always was

with you

and now I can tell you

if you'd died

the wound in your name

festering on my skin

would have healed

a long time ago