I feel sorry for the next girl
who thinks you are just "so genuine"
because you're the farthest
from the truth and you
don't even know what love is.
You almost had something
but you couldn't get your **** together
blame me for your indecencies
but we weren't meant to say "forever".
You were just stones in my stomach
always weighing me down
funny how I feel so much better
now that you're not around.
I can breathe now.
Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 1:20 AM UTC
I feel sorry for the next girl
who thinks you are just "so genuine"
because you're the farthest
from the truth and you
don't even know what love is.
You almost had something
but you couldn't get your **** together
blame me for your indecencies
but we weren't meant to say "forever".
You were just stones in my stomach
always weighing me down
funny how I feel so much better
now that you're not around.
I can breathe now.
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