The last 3 letters of the spring

“Things always get worse before they get better”
<<how worse?>>

you’ll drown yourself in work
imaginative work
and imaginative effort making someone richer
yet it’s never you
<<not you>>

“If you think something is off, then something is off" 
<<always trust your gut!>>
I used to throw up in random bathrooms just because
I knew they wouldn't notice
Back then, things were strange as a factum: she didn’t have any friends, she’d talk to herself as her fans
How do you trust some insides after that? 
<<It’s all twisted and there is blood everywhere>>

If he ran while I stayed, does that make me a loser?
A game I never planned to play, I’d win only in theory, ‘cause at the end of the day: 
I stare at strangers and smell him in open-air cinemas 
I could be blind and still see him, oh wait, I actually am!
<<never mind>>


“If it’s meant to be, it will be”
He marked the path with breadcrumbs before I crossed his way
Sure, but I am running in circles—that’s always a grave  
Or has my witchcraft backfired?

Where was I and why didn’t I notice?

I should have known something was off 
when I bit him and there was a blood bath—
biting is a love language only when full
<<what a fool!>>
He marked the path with breadcrumbs so I never get home 
joke’s on me: I thought he was it. Where was I and why didn’t I notice?