the bones that i held
are mine to shatter
and mine to break and bend

these bones are not yours to manipulate
not yours to shatter
crush into a fine powder
and snort it
because it makes you happy

My father says
he saw it in you
when you first came into our home

he says
these relationships don't last

and i knew that
i was leaving as soon as i could
putting a thousand miles between me
and this town

your plans for the future were not able to be done
i knew that

did you?

I did the breaking up

I left you

getting out showed me that
you're toxic

you'll get over it
you always do

not to be rude, but why cant you just change?

the moment i knew it was all over