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commentary - I talk about the dark sense of humor and thoughts that brought me and my ex together. I dwell on how weird it is that someone can be your biggest fan one day and the next they openly
treat you as an enemy.

Submitted: May 10, 2017

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Submitted: May 10, 2017





I want to lay inside a coffin with you

Sometimes I miss the little things

I miss making fun of gang member candles on the street when they die

Or the car washes thrown in their honor and the t-shirts with their faces on them

I really thought we were soulmates

I really thought that you loved my presence and respected our history

but it's clear, you never really loved me

the fact you don’t call or even want too, shows it

Your less than 5 minutes from me, but it might as well be another planet

Its weird how cold you’ve become

It's weird because I can remember when you were my biggest fan

I can remember when we’d talk on the phone all night

Now, you're ok sleeping with other guys

I don’t like this new world

I don’t like waking up next too different girls

They’re bodies don’t smell the same and their underwear doesn’t turn me on as much

Sometimes it does…

I slept with a girl who’s Instagram “famous”

She licked my neck in the same park where we used to hold hands

In person she’s calm and didn’t comb her hair

She said she doesn’t smoke cigarettes and I thought that was cool

At the end of it all, I was sad she wasn’t you

I want to kiss your hip while you're only wearing a thong

I want to see you walk into the room topless

I’m sorry I wasn’t what you wanted in the end

But I cannot keep hurting myself over past mistakes

Because I was so sorry for the way I was, I actually made a change

And when I did, you went away

Can sad songs and poems heal my insides?

I have my doubts, but I have to try

You threw away the bouquet of roses I took to your job

What a waste of a beautiful thing

Why was it so easy to forget about me?

Don’t you miss the car rides and discussions?

What were you really thinking when you said “I love you too”?

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