lastly,
we used to joke about
ending up in hell together.
we wouldn't mind it,
i used believed you could make hell seem like home.
you probably could've
but maybe you didn't want to be anywhere with me,
maybe you knew you were headed for the devil
and just wanted a friend.
maybe i was just your emotional support,
rock to rest on,
the phone number you always knew you could call.
maybe that's why after i lost my ****
you went running,
and suddenly,
i couldn't be the one for you anymore.
i hope you find someone new
to drag to hell with you