a hot summer’s sunday evening
I'm thinking about my life,
and how I sucked on my former relationships.
indeed I was a fool
for trying to love
and be loved back
after you, I invested in trying on behaviours
holding hands and exchanging kisses
when I had to, I cried
letting the colours of my makeup flow deep into me
so nobody could see
the pain
and I said to myself
faker
sucker
heartbreaker
we
tried on nothing
but you tried to trick love
and me
by making me believe in you
talking about broken hearts and crying is bullshit
if you haven't experienced an irregular heartbeat
or trembling under a summer sun.
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