
and suddenly you realize I’m not as interesting as you thought i was,
not nearly as mysterious,
I crinkle my nose and furrow my brows in annoyance and keep silent,
and you’re not nearly as curious,
I’m not pretty anymore,
i’m not sophisticated anymore,
i beg for attention,
i beg for affection,
i’m not adorable anymore,
my laugh doesn’t make you smile anymore,
all of a sudden my presence is a chore,
and my love is stale,
in one fell swoop our romance has suffered a crushing end,
forget the taillights and let’s take the rear view mirrors home.
Nessa 🖤
