when boys with rotten souls
tell you that they love you over a text message
five different times
you're going to feel used
and you're going to realize
you were only a drug to them,
something else to give them a toxic high.
become toxic to them,
do everything you can to distance yourself;
scratch, claw, bite, and chew yourself
out of their lasso around your neck
and do not look back
at their watery grave they dug for themselves
in the ocean among your lungs.
the saltwater behind your eyes
doesn't need to fall for broken love
and it doesn't need to fall for broken bones,
only let your tears escape
when you see a sunrise
because it's so beautiful that words
can't even express the emotions you feel
and the nostalgia of the time you watched the sun rise
with your best friend and a bottle of *****
in your hand.

*(a.m.c.)