Now I sit here, months removed again

Remembering our most hallowed hours

Forgetting our most wretched

I think of you as a lump builds in my throat

That was something I always had you didn’t

I wore my heart on my collar

You kept everything a cold mystery, afraid of


I met a woman in a bar, just like you

She told me that the pain inside your type

The clawing from the inside, the scratching

Like a carnal mammal trying to get out

Of your belly, the pain


You say you quit talking to all

You know you were playing your going away game


I hope you find bliss on your fake journey for it

I loved you, you used me

You use up everyone around you

You have issues

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