(Did you go to the same jeweller? Did you go to the same tattoo artist? Did you do anything new or just redid me and you?)
I need to remember your love is so fake
You put rings on things you don’t want forever
While messaging girls across the continents
Spending money on making those folders in your computer fuller
(Your index from highschool probably still on your desktop today)
Never did I think I would be one of them
The girl she’ll find in your phone
Will she break a photo frame like I did?
Keep forgiving and upload to insta so everyone knows your hers?
What a sad thing to promote – a depressing cheer
I take comfort in the fact I am no longer her
