03/20/16; 8pm

Back to the drawing board

Back to where she started

And I became better

Better for taking the time

Slowing down, saving up

All of my air and my memories

Of a lifetime of questions

Never begging for answers

Never searching for your truth alone

Asking, why not me in this night time?

Her perfect bow-like lips spread disease

Lies infect like a fast growing cancer

Quick to the center, quick to the kill

Quick to set everything ablaze.

And I thought you'd like her better

Because I knew you too damn well.