i tried to medicate you out of my mind. tried to wash you away in a river of synthetic serotonin, and yet your hands only pressed harder on my shoulders. harder and harder until my knees buckled. i felt the shock of their sting hit the floor.
if you had only asked, i would’ve told you there was no need for force. i would have knelt at your feet in an instant, because i would have done anything for you.