✓〡i love you, i'm sorry ¹ ( poetry )

xxiii. throw-away disk; threadbare solace

vampire - olivia rodrigo

after all i've found out, maybe this was just bound to go nowhere

i feel like this way of dying is just how i should have expected us to end

made to be fading and washed away as our ashes float into the ran-cold air

there we go, we just expired, did that come out just like you intended?

at least now, i can be sad without your pretendings to care

and maybe i could even go out and have fun with my non-existent friends

though that's kinda a solace that i would likely call threadbare

you have heartbreaking game beyond compare

but when it comes to love, there's not a single bit you're able to spare?

honestly, i should've thought of this sooner, clearly should've been aware

that you're as empty colored as the dark grey weather

and an eternally trust breaking, absentminded liar

the day you walk away i'll call you back and say,

i wish i knew the real you earlier, the ugly you, the fucking nightmare

because by now you've collected a whole boulevard

of all the times that you've broken my heart

and if i'd realised what you really are, before all of it happened

i might have not ended up like this, thrown away, sad and damaged

funny how you can turn it around, like i even think it's my fault in the end