five months.

five months, and im done.
im dumb.
im naked, and im numb.
lykke li, and if my senses start failing.
ill break my heart to the finer pieces, send it through the mail and.
mayb email or text.
ill let you feel my pain first, then save it for the rest.
five months of bickering.
loud yelling, missing things.
i would tell you the world if i thought you were listening.

five months of nothing, trying to better me.
'if im that difficult, go find a better me'.
dependency.
but its better if it melts.
how can i depend on you, when i only depend on myself.

five months of everything, lessons learned.
you were a mess i heard.
a terrible, nasty, snay bitch. at least thats what i heard.
but i couldve gave two fuks about what i heard.
cause i really liked the way you... giggled and smelled. or is it
smelt?

five months, im sorry bubs.
but youll always be one of the few girls that i love.
ily<3

no more emo blogging. but the occasion called for it.