Clever mouth

The first night you held my hand,
you said you'd break my heart
and I whispered don't be such a goddamn cliche.
That night, I got myself a new hobby
of constantly minding the flashbacks
of your wrinkled eyes on replay,
the way your lips twitched as I sprawled before your eyes.
I remember the scent of our silent scars.
your tainted spine, my upper thighs.
You said you cannot love me like how I deserve
for some other girl punched a hole deep in your chest,
leaving wide gashes as big as life
where no one can ever fit,
"not even you and your clever mouth" you said..
then you kissed my neck and smiled that silly smile.
I never told you,
you look like a kid fed up with his parade balloon
that night,
while you twist your small fingers in a sick way.
I soaked my face on hands while you decide on things
so easily,
when you told me you cannot stay.
Written by heyycyanides (Joa)
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