in moments like this
remember how you said
you can’t live without him
remember it
in moments like this
because you could
and so you can now

Fine, you win, you're right.
I’ve been hiding remainder feelings
Under my white duvet cover.
Can't believe that it used to be ours.

Kept on telling myself witless lies,
Such as "I've run out of washing liquid".
Kept on smelling what’s left of us in it,
Waiting for one final clearance.

He told me that’s what love is,
That’s what it's all about.

Cancelling plans every night
Just to end up being left out.

Waiting for him to call back,
Crying all night while waiting.

Getting a call at “am”,
Being called over to get “it”.

After left broken in pieces,
Believing, still, that’s what it’s worth.

Being so hurt, yet so grateful
For feeling something at all.

I always knew you’re simply a love dealer,
At least that’s what you made it feel like.
But finally I've got the strength to quit you,
I am looking for a new supplier.

P.S. Don’t worry, you'll always be my special.
You’ve given me the strongest stuff.

That night it started raining.
It rained for 7 days straight.
The sky cried for me,
So I didn't have to.

You’re all alone,
Sometimes getting messages,
Sometimes not
To go on Tinder dates
And so sometimes you go.

Some go real ****,
I mean it’s Tinder, dah.
But latest one goes kinda well,
And so you go with it,
You wanna settle down.

The only thing
He’s a proper *******
You read on Instagram about.
So you pretend to be a fuckgirl,
No feelings sticking out.

The exes really sense it,
You’re with another guy.
Especially, a full moon
Does something real strange,
They start to really feel that.

The exes either come in packs,
Or they don’t come at all.
They see you’re sort of happy,
So it becomes their master plan -
To ******* ruin it all.

They text, they call,
They start remembering
The nicest **** you’ve done.
They try to reach that special spot,
They’ve reached then shattered many times.

But once for all, this time for 'real'
You have decided: "I'm ******* quitting it",
"This time feelings will be nowhere near it".
So you just keep on seeing the *******
You've met on Tinder.

You’ve been told that
This love is the only right kind,
And you think that
He is the right kind of man.
You’ve become a hostage to feelings,
My darling,
You’re too scared to never feel ‘it’ again.

Real love is a two-way thing,
It’s a constant, mutual feeling.
It is not when he feels like drunk dialing you,
And you feel like he’s all that you have.
Love is beautiful but this is not it.
You will meet someone right and will feel it,
I swear.

But for now please, darling,
Let yourself go.
He was never even a real man.