Wednesday, May 24, 2017

For someone I used to know



You taught me the meaning of space.
Even though you didn't want me in yours.
I made us our own dance floor.
But you did not want to be my partner.

There's a ghost in my house.
Who runs her fingers through my hair.
But you are no longer there.
And you never really cared.

But like, I'm cool.
You were not for me.
Thought you were my cup of tea.
But you curdled.

I'm doing you a favor
Using more than breath to chase you.
Because you must be really dumb
To not know I could have been the one.

Babe I offer no apology.
I am grateful for our times.
My faithful memories
Are more than these words that rhyme.







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