This is bullshit. It was supposed to turn out differently.
Last night I gave you the stars.
All you gave me was a mess. Stained sheets, wild hair, a leg cramp, and nothing to show for it. With you, I felt more alone than I ever have.
Now you wanna blow up my phone?
Call me ‘bae’ and take me out?
I just want to forget you ever existed.
I don’t need someone with all the right kindling and none of the flame.
I just want to feel alive.