2018-08-02 - 6:34 p.m.
Don’t mind me
I’m just being a little girl
This song is sappy
It couldn’t be worse
It’s him
that the song sounds twice as grim
My faith in love is growing dim
even when they say
my chance is still not that slim
For now,
let me stand in the corner
at least until this song is over
No worries
I’m not going to cry harder
I’ll toughen up
pretty soon enough
After tonight,
I’ll pick up the pieces
as I mentally send him curses
in hopes that he’ll soon suffer
as I grow stronger...
...despite also feeling colder...
R.
