I know what we’re doing tonight
like we’ve done a hundred times
listening to the same songs
we sang a thousand rhymes
songs are just like poems
lines we remembered together
like the one you wrote for me
“you are my forever”
lines turn into lies
maybe you wrote her name and crossed out mine
maybe you cook with her and dance
then talk in bed til 3am
laugh until you cry
there is no doubt in my mind
I don’t question it anymore
I know what you’re getting up to tonight
like we did a hundred million times
does she taste like dandelions and trees?
does she smell like me?
—I mean, I mean lilies
I hate to think I showed you my world
and you stole it
it’s not yours to give to her
she doesn’t even know whose it was
don’t hold it, you don’t own it
get it back from her
give it back to me
new girl, same casualty
falling asleep in your passenger seat
(does she rest her feet up on the dash?
how fucking disrespectful is that)
you became so cruel so vile
do you show that side to her too?
or is it saved for a surprise in a little while?
remember when we talked matching tattoos?
and I know you’ve rewritten over me
writing over old memories
pretending like you and I weren’t “we”
we were never meant to be
so go ahead and recycle
the same songs and rhymes
trade my name for another’s
you’re already wasting time
black heart eclipses the golden ones
do my flaws outweigh hers?
daggers turning inwards
my heart aches
