That thing, that thing


I knew you’d find me cause I longed you here.

Always when I’m at my worst.

What is that? It’s like you can smell something in the air letting you know I’m ready to be let down, again. Guess it’s just what I need.

Someone to lie to me.

Someone that kind of knows me.

Someone I kind of know, too.

Been how long? Very long. Over a decade. You would shove your tongue into my mouth and I hate that. I tell you I hate that.

All that time and maybe twice I enjoyed it. When you were sweet and excited about your music.

But, you’re just another asshole. Just like me. The original chein.

And another one. And another one.

Spoke too soon. Cancelled.

About me

I am great.
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