poetry

(Did you go to the same jeweller? Did you go to the same tattoo artist? Did you do anything new or just redid me and you?)

I need to remember your love is so fake

You put rings on things you don’t want forever

While messaging girls across the continents

Spending money on making those folders in your computer fuller 

(Your index from highschool probably still on your desktop today) 

Never did I think I would be one of them 

The girl she’ll find in your phone 

Will she break a photo frame like I did? 

Keep forgiving and upload to insta so everyone knows your hers? 

 

What a sad thing to promote – a depressing cheer

I take comfort in the fact I am no longer her

beating a dead horse

 

i get it

you want to see if it’s still there

you want to see if i would stare

you want to see if i still care 

 

(I’d like to know too, but truth is, love and hate is so close when it comes to you)

I promised myself I wouldn’t let you in my bed again  

Could we maybe meet at a hotel instead?  

silly ol’ me

 

Silly calf tattoos  

Sun is out all night 

These are the days I will miss 

-I just know it  

Incoming call from Spain  

Then Toronto came calling my name 

These are the days I’ll reminisce  

-I just know it  

I know it’s selfish of me honey yes I do  

But I think it’s time I stop living for you  

No hate no anger not even sympathy  

I just think it’s about time I live for me 

Me me me – a bitch’s cold plea  

Now I hear it as a melody  

Me me me – so silly so free  

Please oh god  

Just let me be !!!!!  

reader, loner, capitalist

 

You hated self-help books because you never take others advice

You’re not easy to cut off – I never wanted your ties 

Women telling me they ‘ loved you too ‘

I say, hun, you use that word is way too soon

You don’t know this man 

What he is capable of 

He has many big fans 

Of which he loves none

 

 

I never loved you 

But I never thought about killing you 

Which is as close as I get to feeling love these days

don’t wait up

You’re always waiting  

I’ll do it later  

When I’m older  

I’m sorry I’m too busy to chat  

I’m living right now because I know I won’t have time later  

You’ve always wanted the simple life  

And I’ve always wanted the climax and lows  

I’ve always appreciated the art of a story no matter how sad and tragic  

So I’m out these days hearing these stories – telling stories – becoming the person I love 

I’m sorry that you feel the need to wait  

But I decided a very long time ago I had no time to wait

 

let alone 

 

for you 

got to you part 2

I crave the touch that is strong 

Holds me against the wall 

It lets me know when I am wrong

In order to not let me fall 

Hands around my neck with the intention

Held up in big arms – safe and ready 

What comes next I won’t mention 

Fast and Hard // slow and steady 

But you? Your ribs are so weak 

If I dragged my fingertips across them like strings

They would simply break 

It doesn’t bring me pleasure to say these things 

But you’re weak, you’re lost, fading away 

I’m stronger, focused, and standing tall

There’s no joy in killing the weak they say 

Letting you limp away free is the right call 

f in the chat

And he said 

She’s gorgeous 

She’s smart too

She’s got a dog just like you, 

She makes me feel again,

 like I used to,

But the most wonderful part of all-

She isn’t you

strawberry lies

Strawberries lies 

Talking to another guy 

I wish he was mine 

And all the books he buys 

But I’m stuck in this tide

Fake laughs – smile wide 

Pretend that this is fine 

But I’d rather die 

Than sit here and sigh 

Sigh sigh 

Strawberries will be fine 

Go to bed another night 

Back to back – no fight 

Just emptiness inside 

It’s fine – it’s fine

Strawberry lies