Trash I Write When I'm Sad II

Goodbye Fawn

It started when you called me beautiful

and it made my tongue taste sweet

although I could hear the whimper in your voice that you get when you lie...

And I was embarrassed and ashamed of you

because you were against Rule #30

Out of the 35 and Counting Rules I live by

"If you can't tell your best friend about something you're doing, you probably shouldn't be doing it"

And I didn't tell Summer about you because I was afraid I would lose her

and I know I was right

because she told me time and time again

that to your root you're purely evil

and you've shown us all proof since the start

and all though I have a list of all the people you fucked up

when you got upset over the phone and started to feel guilty

I tried to cheer you up

and when you told me you wanted to get back in contact with my best friend

I can still recall how I tensed

and became possessive

like a guard dog

because its been years and he's still recovering from what you did

I went on to tell him later on that I protected him in ways he didn't know

but that if I'd ever told him

that he wouldn't ever forgive me

and that left a spicier taste on my tongue

because I hate keeping secrets

I got upset when I found out that you cheated on me

and that resulted in bitter tastes

as I yelled

and cried

and fought

and eventually gave up

because I heard that whimper in your voice when you called me baby

so when the line dropped

I didn't bother calling back.