Bitter

Your alarm clock wakes you up
and the second thought in your head is of him
but you love him too much
so you move onto your third thought
which is of her
in your vision, your hands
are wrapped tightly around her neck.

and then you realize you're bitter
and you curse them both for making your life hell

and for making you not able to listen
to that song one more time.
Your pictures are missing heads
but you can still see his hand
wrapped around your arm.

and you cry yourself to sleep that night

and it's then you realize you've grown so bitter
and you don't trust anyone again
even that nice guy with the eyes
or mr. khakis

but you can't let yourself heal
because it's been one too many heartaches
and so you die alone
and bitter

oh so bitter.

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