An hour before my flight?
Posted July 7, 2006
I looked at myself in the mirror when you and i broke up.
so scorned, so violently shaking.
You turned the corner, hand in hand,
i looked around and all my friends were silent.
so humiliating...
all's i could think was how nice to catch you now,
i trusted you completely.
I felt like i had her spit in my mouth,
so i brushed my teeth like crazy.
could you possibly live with yourself after this?
i took you up on your dare to hit you,
you staggered with a blunt in hand
(is that how you forget everything...?)
karma comes around but i don't believe that shit,
you got lucky, picking me to fuck around with.
how did you know that i deserved this?
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