Obsessed Fall

I haven’t fallen
out of love
with myself yet
obsessing with
who I’ve obsessed over

I haven’t fallen
inlove
with myself yet
obsessing with not obsessing
over obsessing

I haven’t run
out of time
to prepare
for the now
instead of wallowing in yesterday

I haven’t run
out of love
for you
for her
for them
for me

I don’t know if I’m meant to be here
to be there
to swallow
myself whole
or just jump

I don’t know if I’m meant to
drown
or to wade
underneath the sunset
of next year’s arms

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