Getting older I find myself cursing less
Drinking less
Crying more
Sighing more
Groaning more
Watch how you speak to me mentality is what I carry with me my in pocket
Feels warm

Never wanted **** more after I had satisfied your urges
It just wasn’t my experience like you said it was
I don’t enjoy competing when racing for the greater good
Even with the incentives
I never hated you because you hated me
It hasn’t been my experience to fight against jealousy
I only like to swim in feelings not compare travesties

Nature is incomprehensible to your sidewalk mind
Structures with no name are merely that to you
Wet ground is a fairytale to you
Not the sensation you feel taste and smell on a Sunday

I can’t dive anymore
Like I once could
Like I should
It feels dry at the core
No heart inside boils like once before
End of the road
I suppose
I was supposed to be
Should have
Could have
Would have
Never to be

I have my own dance
No one can compete with
Not once
It’s a style of its own
A clap and a stomp and a twirl
So many twirls
Makes you want to clap along
Makes your heart beat in rhythm
Watch me dance a dance you’ll never dance
Watch me bleed from my toes and knees and heart
The drip drip drip keeps rhythm better than that heart
And I hope you watch with the same envy that caused me to be lonely
I hope you wear the same evil eye badge that I wear on the soles of my shoes
Stomping and clapping and twirling

You’re calm like the shore line
Always changing though
I’m topsy turvy
Crashing and splashing
Into you
At full speed
Salt burns me
But slaps you harder
Bleeding pores
Close another chapter

It’s the tip tap of the phone screen scrolling
Heart beats and doesn’t stop growing
Gooey sticky
And you just noticed
Excited at the notion
Of you going round with other girls
And then the drip drop
my hearts frozen