I’ve been seeing you since you broke my heart but I /
need a break to understand the damage as I’m /
healing and reeling I’m feeling it all.
My heart never stopped beating from the moment you told me you /
needed freedom to explore this feeling and my /
heart’s still bleeding and feeling it all.
Now we can say we know the meaning of lust and love.
One is well-meaning while the other is fleeting. Are you /
seething and breathing and feeling at all?
Now who will
you cling to for comfort and desire?
The black girl on fire?
Or the hot girl sweating in Sweden in the middle of summer?