I am an afterthought
A second hand emotion
A distant memory that is just out of reach and leaves you vacant
I am the second lover who can never live up to the the first
A lukewarm cup of coffee that you'll drink but never enjoy
I am chipped in the major places of my heart
But you keep coming back to see if you can fix me
Yet neither of us enjoy my anguish
Jun 9, 2018
Jun 9, 2018 at 2:59 PM UTC
I am an afterthought
A second hand emotion
A distant memory that is just out of reach and leaves you vacant
I am the second lover who can never live up to the the first
A lukewarm cup of coffee that you'll drink but never enjoy
I am chipped in the major places of my heart
But you keep coming back to see if you can fix me
Yet neither of us enjoy my anguish
