my insight into your life
makes me think
that you dont need
anything to do with
me anymore
you'll do it better
when he's gone
you say
i am strungbetween the two
possibilities of interpretation
either you are going
to be able to move on
knowing that i'm alone
or you are going to
treat me better than
he ever could
but i hope you know
that no one compares
to you at all
it makes my
stomach of steel
twist and turn
up into my throat
where it will make
its home until
i have any sort of relief
and i pray for theoutcome of you and i
otherwise the serpent
writhing in my throat
might just suffocate me
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