Oct 2013
"Munro, one day you're gonna hate the world"
For a reason you never told me, you always called me by my last name.
Maybe you were avoiding the same name of the girl before me
(who loved and was never loved back)
And saying it made the truth so much more real.
You're a murderer.
"And it'll all be because of me."
For a reason you never told me, you always called me by my last name.
Maybe you were avoiding the same name of the girl before me
(who loved and was never loved back)
And saying it made the truth so much more real.
You're a murderer.
"And it'll all be because of me."
I'm still waiting to see if your ego was lying or not.
Poem about an unrequited love stuck in 2010.
Sick symmetry.
Poem about an unrequited love stuck in 2010.
Sick symmetry.
