ah the rollercoaster of feeling

By Jacq Mayoral Olascuaga

I hate you, you know?

I think I hate you at least

You’re my replacement after all,

A sleeker, cooler model to my rust bucket,

There’s few things I hold over you, quite literally in fact

But you’re the ant colony feasting on my cockroach remains 

I can’t tell you this as soon after the update begin once I do

You’re more easily liked, have yet to crumble under

Breaking apart for others is my sole purpose

My skin is marred from the fact of this

Obviously, you’re far from perfect

I don’t hate you, I never did

I’m just jealous of you.