Feb 13, 2013 22:58
if you come
back here, back to my: side
of things, it will be worth leaving behind
the kids, the tree, the w-w-life.
I never gave you a standing chance.
painted friends smiling, and living
rooms full of the photographed ghosts.
bourgie basement torchings, and
uprooted seeds. you never gave us
not a single goddamn chance either.
if you come back here,
back to my side of things,
it will be worth
it will be worth
it will be worth some-no...
some, no, everything.