Those were the happier times
Moments where I felt alive
Sad days, slow days
Muddled in between
Those happier times
Where I lied through my teeth
To get between you and me
When I spoke in cursive
And told you to hurt me
So you wouldn't know
If it was me to blame
For the games you played
Those happier times
Where we couldn't tell
If we were sad and confused
Or elated as hell
Would be
If it met me
Those were the happier times
Where I could remember your face
Without wanting to
Jump off a cliff
Aug 11, 2024
Aug 11, 2024 at 1:50 PM UTC
Those were the happier times
Moments where I felt alive
Sad days, slow days
Muddled in between
Those happier times
Where I lied through my teeth
To get between you and me
When I spoke in cursive
And told you to hurt me
So you wouldn't know
If it was me to blame
For the games you played
Those happier times
Where we couldn't tell
If we were sad and confused
Or elated as hell
Would be
If it met me
Those were the happier times
Where I could remember your face
Without wanting to
Jump off a cliff
