wish i'd never known you.
never trusted you.
wish you hadn't taught me how to ride a bike
or stayed up when i couldn't stop coughing
or held my hand and walked me to the dining room to open presents from santa.
wish you hadn't jumped a fence to get simba when i'd tossed him.
wish you hadn't broken a nose when he pushed me down.
wish you hadn't ridden the helicopter just because i wanted, even though you were scared.
wish you hadn't been so great,
then so disappointing.
wish you weren't so anti social,
and we'd have known you didn't like yourself
and fixed it before satan
got to wrap her hands around you and squeeze
and make you feel like you had nowhere else to go.
wish people didn't stop and say they'd heard so much about you
and wanted to know how you were.
because then i have to tell them that i don't know.
because i don't know you anymore.
wish i'd never met you,
never loved you.
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