purrrgatori

i always kept the smallest little things that you left behind
because i knew it would be weeks before i would see you again
and at least i would have some momento to remember you by
more so than the scent you left on my sheets
the one that i would happily bury my face into
and just feel bliss

little did i know that you do it, too
i'm not sure why
it's always been your decision on whether or not you see me
carried with you for five long months
my heart in my throat
but too hungover to really debate what i had seen
and you know how i love to debate

and you text me that you love me
it's the first time ever that you've said that consciously
and it kills me
because you've waited too long
and i got sick of playing your fool
and i know you're still not well
you're still in the bottom of that bottle
the one that i climbed out of months ago
when i realized it was no better than the mirror
and i'll never text you that i love you back

you murdered my heart
now that i'm trying my best to reanimate it
stitch it's little ragged pieces back together
you come around to see how much more
damage
you can do
and you know you could do it
if i would only let you