This Is If You’re Wondering
May 11, 2008
it’s as if you ate me alive, spat my heart out, and crushed it under your feet.
blameless, as always.
and i wonder, love
if you left me now, and called out to me ten years down the road
will i still remember the promises we made but never could keep,
or the heartache of not being able to leave?
i like beer. cigarettes, please keep coming. up next would be weed and cocaine.
yes, i’m still depressed.
