Day: Oct 13, 2021

I’ll write a new letter for every day that you cheat me away from you.

Nothing good ever comes from dimly lit romances in motel rooms.

You knew last week, and you know it now, but you still cannot face it.

Your pride is a smoking gun drawn in the sand and I’m the eraser.

I’ll write a note on my phone for every minute you avoid my glares.

Nothing fair ever comes from kisses stolen through childish dares.

And I hear you outside of my door again, coming up with excuses.

I swear to god, all the great love stories were once mistaken for nooses.

I’ll write a pathetic melody for every year you forget my birthday.

Nothing rosy ever comes from broken glasses in a crystal ashtray.

There’s electricity in the silence you offer me when I feel lonely,

And I wish you knew how this numbness tastes, but you’re too holy.

-JW