BUT NOT REALLY
by Chrissy Engstrom

Alone
but not really
he's here i think
but he's not
does it matter?
maybe. sometimes.
sometimes not.
i'm still alone
until i choose otherwise.
is it ok? can he be?
is the problem mine?
or his?
fuck it.
but don't really.
i'm ready. i think.
maybe.
don't shun me.
please.
i'm fragile.

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