in the passenger seat of your tightly packed subaru i felt as good as royalty you as king, me as queen, always wondering what lay in store for me and you.
little did i know it would come stammering to a halt not that it should've but i always found it strange how you added salt to your macaroni and cheese not that it phased me, no, i loved you all the same your salt and all.
because i was taken advantage of and you were salty as ever and i was high off the ground in a lifeguard chair as i told you the news and i heard clattering on the other end of the line you were done, you were no longer mine
and suddenly it was as if the ocean had its own gravitational pull begging me to come in, come and drown i would go fleetingly, with nary a sound
but i grabbed familiarities instead took the knife to my skin again and it bled and it bled and it bled i never wanted it to stop
i was surrounded by people who knew what unconditional meant and they wrapped me up, kissed my wounds with their closing fingers too many times i should have died.
there is no requiem for a dream there was no requiem for me