Summer Happened Haircuts Don't Lie
I felt alright today,
but then you decided to write me.
Once again your venom makes sense.
But past ideas are useless.
And you know just where it hurts,
Throw me away
To pull me back in.
I warned you once before--
You need to stay away.
Just stay away.
This is me:
Chock full of false hope,
I'm drunk off your scent.
I traced every word
To where we last met: the end.
So I'm taking these feelings,
Putting them in a bottle.
Let the tide drag them down.
They're unseen and unfinished.
I saw you yesterday.
Did I catch your attention?
