Haunted by hunting

I am not that person you knew

The one who didn’t mind sending you news

Please stop reminding me of what we used to do

Or how many times per day we used to screw

I was there

I am aware

I don’t want to pull your hair

Or see your piercing

I don’t care

I have grown up and matured

You are not there

Let me be this is so unfair

You love me… Now I am scare

We haven’t talked in 5 long years

Omg I am shedding tears

Not of joy but shame and fear

You are psycho so I can’t be clear

That guy you love doesn’t live here


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