“She can have your dial tone,
I don’t need the sound of
your unreliability anymore.
She can take your tongue
coated in whiskey,
I don’t need the feeling
of regret pressed
inside of my mouth.
Mostly when it’s a taste
that I will never acquire.
She can make a home
out of your heart,
I don’t need the eviction notices
every week, only there
when you think you know best.
She can have your love,
I don’t need the weight
of never being good enough
on my shoulders anymore.”
- “I don’t want it and I don’t need it,” - CB
Published on April 05, 2016 18:28