untitled love poem #7,000

i’ll remember the exact moment we met
(i took a selfie of it)
and each year, around that time,
i’ll continue with the same
tradition I throw for you every year.

i’ll buy a burner phone and
then smash it at the fucking wall;
i’ll buy some MAC facial product
and burn the fuck out of it.
I’ll buy some Jimmy Choo’s
and let the wolf chew them to shreds.

the only feeling you love to absorb
is pain;
and so i accommodate

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