Hold on, Henry.
Remember, when it was once upon a time, Henry?
From dusk until dawn, Henry?
Is that fair, Henry?
Do you not even care, Henry?
Is this the end of the line, Henry?
Were you ever even mine, Henry?
Were we just passing time, Henry?
Hold on, Henry.
–S.
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.
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.
It’s the salt,
in the air,
your memory,
everywhere.
It’s on my tongue,
in my hair,
your memory,
everywhere.
It’s in my cells,
a part of every smell,
your memory,
everywhere.
It runs in my blood,
coats my lungs,
your memory,
everywhere.
–S.
Poisonous, venomous, snake.
Gluttonous, all you do is take.
Villainous, killed us.
Nothing left to discuss,
Taught me that love is not enough.
–S.
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 🖤 