I can ******* heat on your breath
I let you retreat again like the swift pull of the tide from the moon
Hoping you'll mistake a passing car outside the window for my sigh of pleasure
I cannot muster authenticity
Because I'm too busy wondering why
you told me you aren't scared to die
you told me you're scared of being something you're not
you told me you're lonely.

I thought I was coming here for a quick release
To be, for a moment, one of your better girls.
I came to forget a love, quench a thirst
To leave with stories at the tip of my pen, and notches in my belt
I thought we weren't going to care about each other.

But where do we stand now?
Pinkies entwined, floating side by side through the night.
Keep our balance, "Darling."
I won't be the girl who puts on a happy face for your parents
Or the one who blushes at the sound of your name
Or the one who says "I love you" and means it.
You were the last person I expected to want these things from me.
But your disappointment is tangible each time I reclaim my shirt and walk out your door.
And that's how I know we went wrong somewhere along the
Line