dont ask if im mad at you or not
i absolutely say no
to avoid trouble and extra trauma

grief is love with nowhere to go

another woman’s beauty wont take away yours

longing for a rush of unwanted nostalgia that can dry you up with distant memories of the past you’d just started to think you’d moved on from long ago?
here you go

but then I if think about it
why would I even give a damn?!

Ready?