I don’t know this person looking back at me in the mirror.
baby, why’d you walk away?
I'm still here in bed with your ghosts.
Or maybe they’re mine.
Purple lips that tasted like wine at 2am.
everynight I’m raising my glass to my funeral
to your favourite songs
a part of me dies with every beat.
I don’t recognise any of what is left.
Closed-casket I’m thinking?
I forgot that every time we got closer it just hurt.
Hearts broke, I just never thought it would be yours.
I am ready to fall in love again.
Don’t you know broken hearts can only cut you open?
Can bleed you out in dark alleys and smear you on pristine whites?
Paper hearts, paper cuts on a paper boat.
Thin walls, loud moans- my personal best.
My happiest dream was you.
baby, why’d you walk away?
I am ready to talk again.
Are you ready to hear me drown?
the scream stories - the petty crimes?
to this darkness I live in?
Why don’t you let me down again?
I’ll always let you win.
Give me you worst.
Just don’t walk away.