So I was texting you last night
and I was crying so hard, my phone fell out of my hands and onto my face
I have a bloody lip now
and it's hurts
it hurts like hell
and I can feel the bruise spreading all across my lip, not just the part that spilt blood
It's already starting to numb
and everyone can see the small bump that sits on my bottom lip
I'm a lot like my lip,
and you're a lot like my phone
you didn't purposely mean to hurt me, just like my phone didn't mean to fall on my face
but that doesn't mean my lip isn't bleeding and I don't feel like dying
the phone still fell and you still hurt me
and just like everyone can see the small bump, everyone can see my puffy eyes
and my phone didn't get damaged, just like you continued on with your life
but then again
maybe I'm just trying to make a metaphor and this was the only stupid thing I could think of.
