Day: Jun 16, 2022

We used to talk every single day,

And every night I reached for a glass of wine,

But it did not get rid of your cruelty,

It did not kill your twisting spine.

We used to talk every single day,

And every night I felt sick to my stomach

Because you never had anything nice to say.

I was not a friend, I was just a doormat.

We used to talk every single day.

Do you even remember my happiness?

You used to put lemon juice on my bruises,

Saying that it would hurt me less.

We used to talk every single day,

And now I barely remember your fury.

You tell people that I have debts to repay,

You always act as the judge and the jury.

We used to talk every single day,

And every night I needed a glass of wine

Just to bury the taste that you had left,

Just to keep you from taking all that was mine.

-Jackie