during my first lecture hall
every night before I fall asleep
I blame my dad for the way I turned out
I cried at the breakfast table
I do terrible things to feel loved
I don't leave my house anymore
I don't wanna write about you anymore
I hate that I remember
I hope one day you find me
I never dreamt of being a mother
I never really finished grieving you
I never shut the door
I tell my sister she looks beautiful
I walked away from everything
I wish we all just existed as souls
if I could give myself advice
if I could sit at the kitchen table
if I walked away after hello
if today was my last day on earth
I'm usually rather good with my words
imagine your card gets declined
it's a Friday night
I've been looking for you
July is over
just remember me
life's not always pretty and beautiful
my birthday is next week
my father asks me
my friends and I shared our first beer
no one loves an angry girl
only good enough for one night stands
so it was temporary
take a knife to my back
tell me I meant nothing
an inside look at a poets heart
we're not quite lovers
you have to be the thing that saves you
you liked the color red
you liked the color red, so...
people ask me what I
my card declined at a restaurant
I wanna be loved
POV: you were able to
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i have written poetry about the situation.
author of the book 'save me an orange' out now on Amazon!
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