FicWad

the color of your hoodie
makes me miserable
every time she yanks to pull you closer

if i say i love you twice
will you believe me the first time around
and even if a million voices
say that you enjoy the weak silence

with the staggered breath
you invite me in
i can't wait to get closer
but that would flare up a mess

a pattern of bad choices
led me to hate you

you picked me up
made me believe you cared
but threw me on the street
the first chance you got

now i can tell she didn't like sharing
because you blame it all on her
you say you love me
but than crawl back to her

but i broke those chains
that hold me back
i gave you all that i had
but you tossed it in the trash

swallowing the venom
and throwing up my pride
asking myself, 'why did i even try'

my mind is blank
and here you come
like this is some kind of prank
but i guess you like the feeling of being numb

the one you love threw you away
like you did me

now your colors have burst
from that hoodie you were
i expected the worst
from the memories are no a blur

this is probably my last post if anyone even gives a fuck.