last night i made myself cry. i didn't mean to. i was just thinking and the song came on and my eyes started leaking and i didn't want to stop it. its been ages since i've had a decent cry. i had high hopes for this one, but it failed me too. it left me unsatisfied, like a boyfriend who thinks of someone else while he's fucking you and watching tv over your shoulder. you're just a hole, a means to an end, and when the tears are tired of living they leave you again. no return address, no forwarding service. may as well be another planet.
its a bad idea to google the people who have broken your heart
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment