And if i treat you unfairly
And if i don't reply you like i should
And if i play you like a fiddle
Making you suffer in bits of ways
It's because you deserve it
And i deserved better

i hate a mess
but i’d hate
not seeing yours
all over my bedroom
floor
more

they think you're all
curly hair and pretty eyes
a charming smile
silver tongue
a living god

but

afraid of mice
you like tomatoes
allergic to bees
full of theories
bursting with dreams


theres just some things
that a late night
entwining of limbs
just won't reveal.