if you're too stuck in your heart
you should know that shit ain't real
seen all those girls leave quick
burn like paintings of art
so caught up in what you feel
didn't stop to think if it was right
or if it'd work, and now you're here
thinking, 'that shit was never real'
you was thinking everything was heat
'my girl, yeah she's the one'
don't you know you can't fall
for every fucking girl you meet?
YOU ARE READING
𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌
Poetrystatic stat·ic ˈstat-ik. adjective characterized by a lack of movement or change trigger warning: read at your own risk! | just an unnecessarily long collection of me trying to get over my feelings
