Sand between her toes
She walks the small park
She reads the messages from the 2
Over and over
The counts at 2
Who slipt away
The counts at 2
On Valentine's Day
She gained the info
And collected the facts
A month
This took a month
I kept her hanging for a month
Suffering
In pain
If I knew she didn't want it
Didn't feel it
Didn't need it
I would have helped
And stepped away
2 people
2 have suffered at my hand
And all the while, I had no clue
And I smiled
I smiled at them
Like a fucking psycho
I smiled
I was to much
To clingy, the first said
The second
Said it wasn't me
But
In the end
It's always me
Because
I am toxic
If, even I am anything
YOU ARE READING
Vent🌌
RandomThis is just a vent book. All stuff and songs are original and copyrighted. I thanks prepare for edginess. Yeah, the cover has nothing to do with this book.
