rant rant rant

[oh_la_la]

oh, get over myself already.

i honestly feel like my heart thinks
this whole ex-love mess will never
end. but it will, it always does.

these words, they stick to my teeth
and are soundless. they linger like the
smell of cigarettes & will appear
frequently now and again.

but these words, they never
remain constant anymore. they
scamper in and out of my life like
children on the playground.

they appear out of the blue,
whether the time is right
or whether more important objects
of affection should plague me.