loathing you with all my heart

how do you still see me ? 

when i message you why are you so quick to appease me 

after what you’ve done why can’t you just see the way that you deplete thee. center of the world around you 

talking atop those stupid stages 

belting out your hopes and dreams knowing i’m just a world away 

dying to see you in defeat 

lying in the bed still half sleep being pushed against your thighs 

your frivolous grinding only amplifying the wetness of my eyes

you think you’re so clever that you’re such a catch 

your confidence precedes you so why haven’t you lit the match?