I talk of love
and you talk of sadness
maybe I'm really
a bad listener.

I wish I can
really reach down
into the depths
where you are.

I feel like I have
to go a thousand miles
deep down where
you buried your heart.

I didn't even know
if I would stand a chance.
I hate uncertainty.
I hate me for wanting you still.

I don't write love poems anymore;
I sleep until noon and eat *** cakes for breakfast

I don't sing love songs anymore;
I cut off all my hair and dyed it a color he told me never to do

I don't read love stories anymore;
I pierced my nose and ate mushrooms underneith the stars

I don't write love notes anymore;
I read my books at diners in the middle of the night and paint just because I can

I live with tenacity and I haven't had a regret since I left


I'm glad I don't write love poems anymore