Know yourself deeply. Make your needs known and leave when they’re not being met.
Getting over you was easy as noticing cute guys in the store.
Is it better to see me doing well, or not to see me at all?
Maybe I’ll call you, we’ll hang out, and you’ll call me by my new last name.
Your bad attitude all the boys loved feels more like insecurity.
Venus retrogrades to remind me that I don’t love you anymore.
I don’t want any part of what you’re offering. And that’s the best gift.
Yes, I loved you once and it’s wrong to compare, but he’s better than you.
My tears dried faster than your shriveled heart for me, expanded for her.
I wondered, were you scared? and where you went. It never occurred what your silence meant. That what I was offering was no longer free, and so you were no longer wondering about me.