Day: Feb 18, 2023

If I had a dime for each time you almost said you loved me,

I would be swimming in your exaggareted tears and apologies.

My best was the default, but your effort was a diamond token.

You striked down my boundaries with your logical fallacies.

There might be regrets, there might be a few smooth words,

Yet I am sure they will mean as much as your faint guarantees.

Do not come knocking, do not lean against my scarlet doors.

There is no value in seeing your kind on your brittle knees.

-Jackie