all these letters never sent?
and all these voicemails that i left you,
never sent?
and now you posting all your happiness on instagram while i was sitting crying for 6 months without a hand.
“i’m sorry love,
that i don’t have all of the strength to give you hugs.
and how you cried over facetime wasn’t enough.
see it was god who told me that you weren’t the one.”

i was one who,
helped you love.
and gave you strength,
to show you trust.
and i admit,
yeah i fucked up.
but there’s a difference between loving me & lust.

i kept on 
loving you wrong,
and so i’ve written song after song.
just to reach out,
and let you remember that i’ve been your rebound since last year’s december.

when the snow fell harder than it looked,
my lips kept on cracking,
my songs had no hooks.
i stayed in my bed,
had no love for my books.
& i gave up on school,
all the time that it took,
to remember you.
and all the little memories that made me smile,
they went and faded blue.
or maybe black when it was back to how i’d see it through.
just me and you.
on facetime just me and you.
the distance blinded me so i just couldn’t feel it through.

hrtbrkn pt. 2

Ayyye Nigga, Say Nigga, What ya say Nigga ?

[My own person]

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hrtbrkn pt. 2

escape ivan