When you’re young, you’ll believe in love, “whatever that means.” And when you’re small in their eyes, you might not even notice because the jewels in their teeth and the skulls that they stand on will hypnotize you until you are small in your own eyes too, but he’s so otherwise otherworldly. It isn’t until you blink the fog from your vision that you realize the palace was actually a prison and it probably was the entire time. Now there are parasites in your stomach and they are only half of you no matter how much harder you love them. It’s never enough, it’s never enough, you’re never enough. You empty the contents of your body and soul over and over again but no one cares so you show the world the heart he bloodied and mangled and no one cared and now you’re just a memory and they say they care but do they really because the walls are still dripping with tears and they aren’t mine.
Ali Kochik is a fourth-year English major with minors in Journalism and Women’s & Gender Studies. AK908461@wcupa.edu