TRUMP i never said a word about you because would it be rude to call you an embarrassment? you're everything i'm not and you're everything i fear in a person but
tonight i thought about you and for the first time since i blocked your number that night i was supposed to come over i kind of maybe sort of missed your touch but i didn't miss you
i loved you when you were inside of me but could barely stand to be in the same room with you otherwise you made my heart pound like a bad anxiety attack after seeing your 47 in math and thinking woah i might not graduate and realizing even worse: with a grade that low i'll never make it to outer space (which means we'll be stuck on the same planet forever no matter how hard i try to rid myself of you you will always linger between the cracks in the sidewalks and broken picket fences you are suburbia's biggest fear)
POOH you taught me that lust never leads to love and you stole my favourite book. i wonder if you ever read it but you stopped talking to me out of the blue, apparently i had done something wrong?
i mean, that's a first
i dream about you more often than i'd like to admit sometimes you drop in just to say hi but most of the time you call me a ***** and tell me you wish i were dead but no matter what you heard about me i swear to God i'm pure
or maybe God was right when he burned my skin alive and watched me become ashes in the middle of nowhere with no one around to hear me scream for help, have i sinned too much to be let in to Heaven?
SIRIUS history repeats and i've been stuck in this loop since i can remember i fall in love with the same person over and over again i fall in love with you and you fall in love with him and i stop believing in love all together but i fall in love with someone else because they remind me of you and i hope you think of me from time to time and miss me as much as i miss you as i try to fall out of love but it never works the way it worked so easily for you, first love doesn't mean forever love because the first is never the last and everyone said so but i was hoping that maybe one day we'd get married in the garden down the hill by your house that overlooked Lake Ontario or the ocean as you liked to call it because you could never distinguish the difference between blues