He once saw me walk into a grocery store
And leave with just one thing...
Raspberries
I thought he was cute, but my judgement was poor
Much like my taste in fruit as it turns out they were molding
I often compare the entirety of our relationship to that batch of berries
Exciting at first but in the end the mold just put me at unease
Our first date we saw fireworks on July Fourth
And the sparks were catching
I got in his car and noticed something upon his dashboard
I asked "what did you bring"
Raspberries
Raspberries, raspberries, raspberries
I thought it was thoughtful
The most romantic stunt you could think to pull
God I was so easily impressed
I take it back
It was obvious
It was for show
It was the stunt that would hook me
It was such a low
Nothing he did ever topped that
In the two years I spent with him
All he saw me as was a fruit bat
I tried to grow with him
But there was no passion to be had
He'll work forever at a grocery store and that's a fact
He's poisoned all the raspberries in the world
With his lack of emotion
Forged feelings
He kept me around to shake things up
In his stagnant life that needed healing
I eat blackberries now
Because blackberries don't hold our story in their very being
I eat blackberries now
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Spoken Word
PoetryA collection of spoken words that I've written. You can expect me to write particularly a lot about people who've been in my life as thats where a lot of my inspiration comes from.
