she comes home one night with a boy on her arm
hes foreign, so familiar
crooked-boy charm
they share so much
reality matters so little
hes a bad kid but hes claiming love
her hearts in the middle
one day hes with friends & shoots up so high
says some things & types some words
makes his lover cry
she wants him so bad
but hes so far away
& in the end it doesnt matter
she cant let him stay.
a few weeks pass & the pains still there
she wants to be over him
she has to start somewhere
new year, new boy
with promise in his eyes
calls her up on the phone
they go for dinner and he buys
one day he approaches he, apology on his face
he mumbles something softly
his crush has been replaced
she says its for the better
so soon after the last
still she feels the pain
present and the past.
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