You leave a path of destruction everywhere you go,

and I’m convinced you do not care.

Its reckless how you jump from bed to bed

and heart to heart without hesitation,

all while telling your sad sob stories

and charming with perfectly placed words.

I should have known your intentions,

but I was captivated by the colors you painted with

and the songs you played inside my head;

I just wanted to see the good in you.

I hope you find your happy ever after,

or whatever the fuck you’re looking for.

And when you don’t, because you won’t,

I hope you feel stupid for losing out on me.

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