it's not like he's not thinking about me,
i never crossed him mind, not even once.
it was straight up running through an avalanche,
letting a self-destruct bomb go off inside me.
my atoms were slowly destructed one by one,
parts of me are taken away by the ghosts.
how does it feel like when the lovebug bit?
i never got butterflies, just tantrums in my head.
it's a desolation,
the thrills you caused are nothing now.
do you ever think about me?
Mar 10, 2020
Mar 10, 2020 at 9:54 AM UTC
it's not like he's not thinking about me,
i never crossed him mind, not even once.
it was straight up running through an avalanche,
letting a self-destruct bomb go off inside me.
my atoms were slowly destructed one by one,
parts of me are taken away by the ghosts.
how does it feel like when the lovebug bit?
i never got butterflies, just tantrums in my head.
it's a desolation,
the thrills you caused are nothing now.
do you ever think about me?
back with another sadness
