Does it hurts,
The fallen strands from your skull
or the scars around your nerves.
It is the vengeance of my shades
you turned white.
Are you going to let me leave tonight?
Ask me to stay, I’m excited to say yes.
Confessions are overrated
Until you feel the same.
Relax; I said ‘tonight’.
Let’s never fix those wrinkles
on the pillowcase.
The bottles emptied overnight,
The pulses you inhaled,
and the whispers my earrings missed.
I was trying to hate you
Like I never did before.
God, am not good at this.
This seems to be the hardest to live
The one I fell in love with you.