all lovers lie

you left me in a room with some mold on my bones
and your head was bouncing southwards
wanting to speak to the dead, you said things that would trap any person
inbetween your ribcage
and then stabbed my wounds with a sharp happy smile.
this was when i still believed in me and you

we could run for miles and carry our hearts high over our head
and you said you'ld help me though this and let me climb in your bed,
i took your bedsheets and tucked them into my chest
so i could get them out when needed and wrap myself up
in the lies you let me plunged me in
in the love you lent me on a high intrest loan.

(your best friend.)

i thought we made love when we were fucked
and made safe places to hide
i was a pinpoint
in your skin.

you let me in.