It’ll all be easy,
if you choose me, Charlie.
I guarantee,
you’ll see, Charlie.
I’ll fulfill your needs,
do nothing, but agree,
if you pick me, Charlie.
What do you mean,
you’re feeling inbetween,
couldn’t it just be me, Charlie?
–S.
Tag: grieving
Not Enough.
Was I too much or not enough?
Scared of vulnerability, did I act too tough?
Emotional, did I deliver it all too rough?
Walking ultimatum, did I call my own bluff?
Love like quicksand, did I make you feel stuck?
Loads of insecurities, did they make you not give a fuck?
Was I just not built of all the right stuff?
Well, was I too much or not enough?
–S.
Onliest.
I’m the loneliest,
the onliest,
girl in the world.
I know you only just,
left.
I’m the loneliest,
the onliest,
girl in the world.
I know we’re only just,
friends.
I’m the loneliest,
the onliest,
girl in the world.
I know you’ll only just,
forget.
–S.
Little.
Sigh a little,
cry a little,
die a little,
without you.
I lie a little,
to survive the middle,
without you.
I try a little,
to survive the middle,
without you.
I get high a little,
to survive the middle,
without you.
I sigh a little,
cry a little,
die a little,
without you.
–S.
Shop Closed.
White rose,
kiss on the nose,
emotionally naked, no clothes,
fell in love with hope,
ended up alone,
shop closed.
–S.
That Boy is Poison.
Poisonous, venomous, snake.
Gluttonous, all you do is take.
Villainous, killed us.
Nothing left to discuss,
Taught me that love is not enough.
–S.
Say It.
I wouldn’t change it.
I can’t name it.
I know you hate it.
We exchanged it.
Say it.
-S.
Mostly Blue.
Red, white, but mostly, just blue.
Heartbroken in Texas, trying to get over you.
Red, white, but mostly, just blue.
Heartbroken in Texas, Heartache Avenue.
Red, white, but mostly, just blue.
Heartbroken in Texas, Heartache’s new fool.
–S.
Bigger in Texas.
Everything’s bigger in Texas,
that’s what they say.
Even though we were reckless,
I still think about you today.
You never answered my message,
I threw away your necklace,
everything’s still bigger in Texas,
like getting over you.
–S.
Nostalgia Avenue.
If you ever find yourself on Nostalgia Avenue,
know that I still think about you, I do.
If you ever find yourself on Nostalgia Avenue,
know that I still dream about you, I do.
If you ever find yourself on Nostalgia Avenue,
know that I’m still on you, like tattoos.
still like sky and ocean, blue on blue.
–S.
The Messy Middle 🖤 