Late Night Thoughts.

October 7th

Everything is falling apart,

But at the same time being put together.

I'm trying to fix the broken,

I'm trying to move on,

Nothing works one day,

Everything works the next.

Everything you were to me,

Is now no more.

I guess that's a good thing,

But you'll never know.

For you are the one who left me,

Sad and all in the dark.

But that's okay,

Because you're happy.

Because you didn't fuck her once but twice.