Like everyone who grew up
in abusive atmospheres do...

I often scribble your
name on paper...

When I was 14, I knew nothing about life except...
with 15 I described love as something non-existent...

I know,
I don't do this often...

I once found you so beautiful,
I wanted to make poetry...

I haven't told you,
that it hurts yet...

Two nights ago,
I became that girl...

Promised
I'd hold you...

He promised me
England for...

I gave you the best
Of the worst lies...

I am a teacup,
I stand still on...

'And how do you cope
with being so far away...