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Songs of Your Turnover
I, as one of your exes, wanted to believe you.
That everything you say or meant is true.
I return
just to watch you roast and burn.
Why am I treating you that way?
I can ask you the same as to why you could not keep the "extension" of yourself at bay.
Send me as many romantic songs as you want.
Mail me as many gifts you desire.
It will never be able to fuel the dead fire.
Replay the songs over and over again.
Aiming to making it stick in my head.
I got to say.
You got many people to believe in your dismay.
But, that is okay.
Believe it or not.
I was always the liar from the start.
Forget the fact that I was taught to lie.
Forget the fact that you left me out to dry.
Just do me a favor.
Take your sweet nothings.
Shove it back in the orifices that you took what you call "love" out of.
Bury your shameless songs
alongside my dead body in the barren space of a coffin.
Push your half-hearted apologies
into the walk-in freezer that once held my screams.
In other words, save your "remorse" for never.
-Snow that Flutters down like Feathers

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