Better the devil,
I know.

I told him,
I crave novelty. Ha.
Right now, I crave
the comfort of
the familiar,
the devil.

It wasn’t a lie.
More than one thing can be true at the same time.
Yes, And

I’m trying to be grateful
embrace the new, unknown, exciting
but
it’s scary, so
better the devil

joy
is so unfamiliar
and
grief
is so near

all the things
i hate about myself
he hates about me
I already know

better the devil,
I know.