I miss him

her

i hate her

i hate her skinny body

her perfect skin

her great style

i bet her taste in music is just like mine

i bet she gives you butterflies when you hold her thigh

i bet she got on her knees which made her better than me

i bet she even undressed so of course you liked me less

i hate how you chose her after me

you must have known what it would do to me

seeing you love her like she was your air

when you used to depend on me to breathe

i hate that she trusts you

she probably can

because why would you cheat on her

shes perfect

but shes also easy

i guess when i wanted to go slow you thought i was boring

i guess when we kissed in the snow that it meant nothing

i guess when you gave me that rose it was meaningless

none of it was meaningless to me

it was all real

tangible

and controled my life