everytime i hang out with you
i hope that it's our last
spending time with you
makes me want to crash the car
as we're driving down the interstate
the sound of shattering glass
blood drips on my car seat
pain surges through my abused skeleton
but instead i drive in silence
going 90 mph
i just hate that i love you
YOU ARE READING
𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌
Poesíastatic 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
