bittersweet baby

Aug 31, 2022

there’s pieces of you everywhere i turn

you’re the broken glass on the ground that i can’t help but step on

so now i drive by the streets we used to walk and think of all that’s brand new

i have respect for my past self so i try not to dwell

tell me, do you think of it too?

think of moonlights and drunk nights and words left unsaid

im thinking more of pages filled with ink and regret

i bet you think of sunrise and greenlights, and meyer street at the corner of 10th

whatever thoughts plague your mind, i hope they leave a bittersweet sting

because that was too bitter to ever be real

but im too sweet to ever want to forget