

SpitI’m sorry for flinching Every time you say fuckSpit
But each time seems to have
More fucking spit that I’m
Swearing myself to never fucking
Think about friendship like yours
Cause when I do I just think about How much you suck,
And what a Great fucking friend You used to be
Before we grew up.
What happened to that Polos and genes park. Now all I fucking hear is
How tom broke your heart.
And you compare it to mine To let me know how your Heartbreak is worse. And how you’re not fine. And how you’


can't wait.What exactly did I do today NO* that isn’t my memory Failing me again, it’s a questioncan't wait.
To you* because I’m falling short of answers You can list your *endless complaints
And walk as *fast as you like But one day I might not* run after you.
But for now* I’ll apologise, In the hope* that you’ll return the favour
So I can forgive you* In preparation for forgetting you*
So I’m sorry for Saturday, I didn’t know that my* plans
weren’t the right day for *you.
I’m sorry for the entire week, the months the *whole five year


Have fun with OUTME.I’ll sit down next to you in our usual space, but you’ll promptly get upHave fun with OUTME.
and without looking me in the eye, leave, like you always do.
And like I always do,
I’ll sit still,
aware that you prefer the company of the window to my exclusive company.
And like it always does, it starts from something I’ve “gone and done now”, something I am. which you cannot get your head round
and cannot accept.
You tell me honestly, simply and firmly. ”I don’t think I can take much more of you today” You forgot the kind part,
i like your poems
so...do you come here often?
(sorry, i don't know if that even qualifies as a joke)
It's probably none of my business, but I wanted to tell you that your art holds moods very well. Kinda somber, angsty, meloncholy....really helps evoke emotions, though it makes me kind of sad. I hope you aren't as lonely as you seem. But I'm sorry, it's none of my business. I really really like 'walking home' though......
~Kia
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