how dare you
You used to call me "love", and I would call you "mine".
You used to buy me flowers, and I would give you rocks I found on sidewalks.
I used to call you every day, just to take your time.
I used to smile sitting next to you sitting on the dock,
we would sit and watch water rippleing in lines.
We used to be together but now, I can cry at the thought of your hands.
The pain you caused me was like burnt bread.
After I was burnt, you threw me away. In someone elses arms did I land.
You made me get on my knees, even when I pled
I begged to stand, but I was dammed.
I was glad to say goodbye. Your face was brick red
We used to be happy, you changed it all.
I was scared to leave, but I deserved better.
You used me when I was in love. How dare you, I blocked your call.
I am no longer scared of the bad weather.
I am okay now, with the help of scones and cold brew.
How dare you.
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