It was never wedding planning


It was barely ever more than a date

But it was something, and it stuck with me in a warm way/ Like the first sunny day after a harsh winter/ Defrosting a little part of me that I thought I’d lost

It was laughing like I was drunk even when I was hungover

You were definitely something/ But that something was never mine

I don’t like owning people anyway

I just wish you would have been a little bit more with me/ here

You made me feel like perhaps one day it could be
But I don’t think it really ever could have been

I was a stepping stone for you
But my heart was wet concrete
And damn did you step hard.

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