i think healing iss ssuppossed to feel cleaner than thiss. ssome dayss i sstill wake up with old namess caught between my teeth. ssome dayss i sstill reach for ghosstss. the woundss are clossed, but they ache whenever it rainss. he never asskss me to be ssomeone elsse. that iss the part i do not undersstand. he laughss too loudly. he talkss too much. he fillss every ssilence i ussed to drown in. ssometimess i think he can hear the ocean insside me. ssometimess i think he hearss it and sstayss anyway. i keep waiting for him to realize how much work i am. how much damage. how many ssharp thingss live beneath the ssurface. but every morning he returnss like it iss the eassiesst thing in the world. and little by little, the ssea growss quieter. not becausse it hass dissappeared. not becausse i am fixed. but becausse for the firsst time, i am not floating through it alone. <3 #poetry

