Fuck it just ride with it

One of these days I’m not going to come home,

When my heart freezes enough I won’t feel guilty for leaving you alone.

I fucking love you, not that you’d take the time to read this poem,

When I leave the house you can’t even bother to pick up the phone.

Your pain is killing you, you’ve grown so goddamn cold.

So many broken promises, yet I cannot break your hold.

I cannot stay here but I don’t know what to do,

So terrified you’ll hurt yourself and I can’t help that I love you.

Written and owned by d3licate

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