i still remember when we'd stay up til 3 am messaging each other talking about music
now i can't even bare to look in your eyes or even say your name
the shirt i gave you probably smells like cigarettes and alcohol by now
you always told me to slow my words down so you could understand me
but maybe you didn't understand what pain i was trying to explain
half of my summer consisted of sadness and cigarettes thanks to you
i know what you did to me because i was there on the other side of the wall
while you were with the guy you didn't know, i was sitting at the fire being warmed by it and not you
(J.A.)