[ Sabitsuki ]
not a thought of
‘ should have never told her ’ ―
no, things must be told,
some finding themselves of
especial importance.
such as now.
sabitsuki knew.「do you notice the marks on your neck
the torn out pages and the shit we
said on them.
it was me.
don’t be stupid, think about it, you
know it was
no more air
no reason
just because i got mad.
at you.
you probably wouldn’t hang out with
your killer or the people you’ve
killed but i do it all the time.
even before this.
it’s nothing weird.」
{ ✘♟✘ }
{ recite the words verbatim,
with your ruined brain and
parched lips - though you
cannot, and all that is is
gibberish. voice your
thoughts for once, voice
them child; you have
nothing to fear }
❝ Ach-? ❞
{ still, remain under cover,
for you have little idea of
reaction as your
appendages reach to touch
your neck }
[ i
am i supposed to believe that?
because i think i do.
i ]
[ no.
you did that? you really
did? ]
[ i, what? what do you
want me to think about this? ]
[ why did you even tell me,
you didn’t have to mention
anything. but you did?
that scares me more than
thinking about? ]