| The Heart Will Die As Well |
This thing…
This fling-
Feels like the one dollar bin
At the resale store-
And I can’t help but wonder
How many girls
You’ve told you adore
The same way you told me
When the lights were dim-
When you asked about my ex
And I said I hated him…
And the only thing lacking
In our one month stint,
Was a little bit of kindness
And a little bit of care-
And then there is respect,
But I won’t even go there…
And I feel like you took the best
At bargain price- kept
What you wanted
And threw away the rest…
And I’m too angry to cry-
And you, too spiteful
To actually say goodbye…
Now I’m much too tired
To put the way I hate you
Into words-
Knowing full well that they
Would not even be heard
All I know
is that I won’t be
Walking down this path again-
And that another failure
On my record, still
wasn’t worth this end. |