gwegg reblogged
I will be “that girl”
that all of your future lovers hate.
the one that she will try not to appear worried about,
and the one she will avoid bringing up, but when she hears my name
grace the window panes of your lips
she will cringe.
when she hears the infinite phrase “my ex girlfriend” it trickles down her neck like boiling honey,
when you recall the good, the bad, and the ugly of what we went through.
she will always hate me because she will know,
by the way you will sleep facing away from her
and the way you’ll always seems to be searching, maybe for lost keys, the right shirt, something in the backseat that will never appear,
trying to find the fill for the empty void I left in you,
that she will never be capable of giving you
what I gave you.
the new girl (via gwegg)
