You thought I woudn't find out well I did
You did this to me all along
You never loved me
You just lied to my face and said those lies to my fucking face
'I love you '
Because that was a lie
YOU ARE READING
the suicide mind
Poetry"and you left me with bad habits like cracking my knuckles and wearing your sweater because the smell of you still lingers. you left me chewing at the skin of my skin on my lips because maybe just maybe if it's gone the taste of you will be too, but...
