i've painted my nails today.
tried to keep my hand from shaking
so that the paint would fit perfect.
it didnt cover up the black polish underneath well.
then i put another coat of red
the french tip is still showing from the sides.
then i went out on my own.
had a cup of coffee.
im getting bored from the cafe on the corner.
same faces i see everyday
same people i meet
and same ****** taste in my mouth
i don't think it's the coffee that tastes bad.
i'd rather be somewhere else
maybe manhattan
maybe brooklyn
are they far away from you enough?
or should i move into mars to get over
you and your boyfriend's perfect little apartment
i think you stay in a dorm
but that's what i pictured in my head
a cozy minimalistic apartment
a dog barks happily
while your boy laughs and kiss your lips
you brew coffee
have a little side with that
i think you eat now and don't rush to bathroom
like you thought me how to
i'm not sitting on the bench
where you, me and your ex boyfriend sat that summer day
i've moved cities not to see that bench even
but whenever i'm back in our hometown
i take a quick peek at that park
i've bought polish remover
several times actually
but whenever i put it out with a piece cotton
i've thrown them away
and my hands must be shaking
because of all my caffeine intake
maybe i'll get a coffee machine for myself.
and see if the ****** taste is your laughter
or the beans from colombia
Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 12:31 PM UTC
i've painted my nails today.
tried to keep my hand from shaking
so that the paint would fit perfect.
it didnt cover up the black polish underneath well.
then i put another coat of red
the french tip is still showing from the sides.
then i went out on my own.
had a cup of coffee.
im getting bored from the cafe on the corner.
same faces i see everyday
same people i meet
and same ****** taste in my mouth
i don't think it's the coffee that tastes bad.
i'd rather be somewhere else
maybe manhattan
maybe brooklyn
are they far away from you enough?
or should i move into mars to get over
you and your boyfriend's perfect little apartment
i think you stay in a dorm
but that's what i pictured in my head
a cozy minimalistic apartment
a dog barks happily
while your boy laughs and kiss your lips
you brew coffee
have a little side with that
i think you eat now and don't rush to bathroom
like you thought me how to
i'm not sitting on the bench
where you, me and your ex boyfriend sat that summer day
i've moved cities not to see that bench even
but whenever i'm back in our hometown
i take a quick peek at that park
i've bought polish remover
several times actually
but whenever i put it out with a piece cotton
i've thrown them away
and my hands must be shaking
because of all my caffeine intake
maybe i'll get a coffee machine for myself.
and see if the ****** taste is your laughter
or the beans from colombia
