you ruined him.

wheN he flips his hair
slightly
to the left,
it's you
tossing yOur hair
perfectly to the right.

when he scribbles down
words,
eraser ready To pounce,
it's you
writing down
poetry,
confident with pen.

it's you.
superior to his
flawed potential,
laughing at his deMise.

but he ruined you.

as he looks me in the eYe,
promising that things will get better,
it's you.
ignoring my existence,
muting my grieF.

as he cAuses my
laughter
after nothing went right,
it's you.
causing my tears
when nothing went wrong.

after all,

yoU did ruin me.

when i write,
i run out of blissfuL words.
i lose sight of pleasing thoughts.

i think of you
and the letters get stiff
sloppy
meaningless.

the subject is tired.
it's full of haTe.
it's all for you.

because you
ruined
me.