I had a moment yesterday
where I had something to say
to you.
But you can never know.
So I came up with this concept
to keep in mind, keep to yourself
if you want to get to know me
not gonna mention date me, love me
I have a list of don't you dares.
Don't bother telling me
your favorite bands
I can't even learn of
new music from you
I need to be able to listen to
good music
after you're gone.
We won't have our song.
Don't tell me what you like to eat
in fact, tell me what you can't stand
it will be hard enough
eating at all
when you leave
I'll need to enjoy something
I know would be
Wasted on you
Like I do
I don't need to know what you smell like
You don't need to come to my place
Because then when you leave
I won't have to upheave
All my stuff that you left with your trace
Let's never go to the same spots
We don't need our own special place
It's hard enough to get out on my own
Without memories tied to your claims
Please don't ever give me anything
Material items at least
Because I only have myself to give away
And I've already been picking up the pieces
For hours, and ours.
May 9, 2017
May 9, 2017 at 5:32 AM UTC
I had a moment yesterday
where I had something to say
to you.
But you can never know.
So I came up with this concept
to keep in mind, keep to yourself
if you want to get to know me
not gonna mention date me, love me
I have a list of don't you dares.
Don't bother telling me
your favorite bands
I can't even learn of
new music from you
I need to be able to listen to
good music
after you're gone.
We won't have our song.
Don't tell me what you like to eat
in fact, tell me what you can't stand
it will be hard enough
eating at all
when you leave
I'll need to enjoy something
I know would be
Wasted on you
Like I do
I don't need to know what you smell like
You don't need to come to my place
Because then when you leave
I won't have to upheave
All my stuff that you left with your trace
Let's never go to the same spots
We don't need our own special place
It's hard enough to get out on my own
Without memories tied to your claims
Please don't ever give me anything
Material items at least
Because I only have myself to give away
And I've already been picking up the pieces
For hours, and ours.
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