How could it be that its come to this
I really thought that it would last.
I don't know where to start; my heart feels trapped, hyperventilating like a kid with asthma, while my fingers search for some preoccupation, tugging at my hair as it twists and knots, feeling it pull at my scalp. I dangle my legs and watch them sway in the dusk air, his words still ringing in my ears. A smile almost turns the corner of my mouth at the memory, but it falls to a sneer soon enough as I feel the warm tears drip from my chin.
Staring at your shoes like you know everything, a face like some contrite bitch.
I just want to forget the past.
then maybe it will forget me,