wet cigarettes and broken bones
always swallowing words like blue
bruises in my mouth
you loved me one coffee ago,
don't bother sharpen your spine,
i'll never be yours or anyone else's
it would be acceptable to leave an
apology on your desk, but i'm not
sorry for leaving you, actually i'm sorry
for making you a home  in my veins
don't tell me you need me when i can't
even look you in the eyes
don't tell me you love me
when i can't say it back