You’re gonna cut off my fingers
I’m gonna stomp on your halo
You’re gonna get what you came for
I’m gonna board up the windows
You’re gonna live
I’m gonna sleep
I’ll exist with a black cloud over me
Things would be different if you only cared
I wish that you could stay
But I would only let you down
I’d love to make peace with the memories of you coming out for air
Things would be different if you only cared
I’ll never speak to you again
Words got tangled in actions
I’m not ashamed of what I said
I don’t miss the commute or your attitude, but I really miss my friend
I got a list of thoughts that I write down on pieces of paper from time to time
My therapist says it’ll help me adjust, she thinks I’m doing fine
Things would be different if you only cared
I know it’s bad for my body, but I don’t think much anymore
I thought I’d finally feel much better when you were gone
N.C