Dusty records lined up neat on an old shelf
You I danced to the rhythm of your silence
Our forever mapped out on a bar tissue paper
But then a storm knocked and you became past tense
Now I sit and count all the red flags
Wondering how I missed all the signs
How silly I was, to believe you’d give me your name
Now I know better than to think you were mine
Jumping into your arms that felt like home
I forgot to make room for your past failures
Tying my love onto your tired, sleepy eyes
I should have stopped before saying I was sure
White curtains and comfy old rugs
We were supposed to fight over cushions
Floral bed covers and your socks on the sofa
Who knew this was a nightmare I wasn’t going to win
And then the tides got higher
And your ‘I love you’ started to fade
There were too many lonely nights
And this story was filling up with hate
I wish I heard the tired in your tasteless love
The one from 2 cold winters ago
If only I paid attention to the details
Not of forever, but of me on my own
I was the girl with her head on straight
But I guess with you I didn’t know how to be smart
Baby, I wish someone would’ve told you
Not to be so reckless with a lonely heart
Diya Vasuraj
