✓〡i love you, i'm sorry ¹ ( poetry )

xxv. hearts' fragmented alleyway

firearm - lizzy mcalpine

you broke my summers, even my smiles glitch now,

so why don't you go and take everything else of me down?

no wait, you already did that.

stupid me, now that there's nothing left, i almost forget about it,

crazy that you get used to emptiness so fast.

why am i even telling you, you're like an expert to the fact

that grey is everything that lasts

i swear to god, you should consider making money of how good you act

because there's nothing real to you, don't bother telling me that's harsh

oh, comedy fits you, too, remember that time you wanted me back?

it's hilarious in hindsight, back then all i wanted to do was cry

all the things i did to get over you, and you still manage

to come crawling into my mind and break back into my life

nothing you haven't done before, it's getting boring slowly

but you just can not stop, so you will always do it again

because you've figured out that your stragedy works on me

i fear that i've strangely become your somewhat comfort zone

your favorite place to lash out on, your favorite place to set hatred free

that now still lives inside of me

though you should have thought about it more, because now you're my target

and i think, with every day, my heart's gaze on you hardens

maybe some day, it will kick you out, and your games will be harmless

until then, i will sit in your emptiness and write more fuck-you poems

because if there's anyone, it's you who deserves that

how do you realise it?

you are just not my problem.