once bold, brave, ballsy
feared not
to speak so vastly
to state the obvious
and obviously
I lust for

I am holding a straw
the grip is firm
as I allure
it glances at me

once spoke
of new found scenes
the disengagement
sessions
once destroyed
destroys me

I am not convinced
but now my words have lost their worth
did you taste like someone else
as we hoped I cant really tell

did I need to be assured?

as to curious, caring, cold
feared not
to hide the dirt
to speak so absurd
how absurdly good
the good was

I am holding on to a straw
the grip is firm
void of meaning
like lovers vow
for better or for worse
I just believed in you

but desperate people don't win
our love was the seven deadly sins
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