Gnats and Other Gross Four Letter Words

I hate it.

I want to smash it

Tear its little heart out

And break its fragile

Little exoskeleton to bits

Just like you broke my heart

Without knowing it.

I know if you knew,

Things would change.

But Change needs Space

And neither are my friends.

I can live with this

Just like I can live with this

Minuscule little pain

That flutters around.

I know, all those miles away,

You think I'm happy

When I'm crying myself to sleep.

You think I'm okay

When my brain is splitting.

You're happy

Which is what matters.

Yet I wish I hadn't told you

I love you.