By Aman
Your blonde strands stung my eyes
And I still taste the bitter words that slipped out your pale lips
You constantly appraised yourself on cheap quips used on guys that were dicks
I hate that we ended this friendship group like typical bitchy chicks
But forgiveness is the reason I’m writing this
All these facts are filtered through emotion
Don’t take it seriously, I don’t care enough anymore for a commotion
Keep avoiding eye contact when you see me on the streets
Wouldn’t want the small island of ice in the whites of your eye to crack
Looking down so much could really hurt your back
I’m also tired of thing one and thing two
Luckily they both bolted out of my life faster than a greyhound,
I can still see their footsteps imprinted in vodka stained floors, it took me so long to realise
the path led to the door
The betrayal felt deceiving but I remembered
it’s only me your leaving
Either old boy, younger boy, you found a new shiny toy
Remember that cute brunette you befriended, no surprise he got too friendly
My body still aches from that wall I was slammed into
I had no choice but to keep walking, no one pics up when I try calling
My parents pick up on one ring,
My problems feel too embarrassing
I can’t get rid of constantly feeling lonely, couldn’t you wait until I got home safely
And God forbid you told me in advance your bored,
I could never entertain you with my flaws
Can we all forgive and live permanently in our witness protection programs
Knowing anything can distract from our progress