Her tongue slid into your mouth,
you said you were thinking of me.
You grabbed her hips in obedience,
you said you were thinking of me.
She touched your hair, something that you love,
you said you were thinking of me.
She saw your birthmark, something that I love,
you said you were thinking of me.

"It was repulsive,"
you said you were thinking of me.
"I was hoping you'd show."

"Please stop crying."
"She isn't worth your tears."

But, my love, you are worth every tear I shed.

In a congested store,
there were dozens of you.
Drooping pants with
patterns of leaves and woods.
Tousled hair, insanity wrapped
around your irises.

On the ride home, in a
perfectly unassailable
neighborhood, you were there.
That’s him, I spoke, fear filling
the inside and coating the
outside. He’s here.

Why do people glamorize this
ghastly feeling?
He may be devouring pills,
swatting at nonexistent flies,
but what about us?

He was a magnanimous
boy! A good kid who steered
in the wrong direction.

But why did the effects of his
crash **** me? What the hell did
I do to deserve such panic?

words you said to me
why are you so cautious?
you are so adorable.
you're prettier than all those other girls.
bless your little heart.
MADDIEEEE WAKE UP!!
you make me weak.
what's up sugarplum?
i'll stay up for you if you need me to.

words i said to you**
alright but i better not be wasting my time.