Replaceable
Fool me once, shame on you,
fool me twice, shame on me.
So place the shame, give me the blame,
because I let myself forgive you
over and over again,
claiming you had changed.
We were two halves of the same whole,
or a fire burning out of control,
burning far too hot to last.
Quiet intimacies in the darkness,
the only sound breaking over us
was our whispered intentions.
How could you throw it away so easily?
I didn’t know I was as replaceable
as you could make me feel.
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