can you
cusp my face and brush the hair out of my water stinged eyes-
letting my tears viciously fall under your thumbs and youre hands dripping wet.

do i care;
yes
will that always be the case?
yes
am i sorry?
i am

we are shattered
trust has been broken;
a rebellion i started
when i had all the freedom

i became ungrateful
despicably disgustingly ignorant
letting my thoughts grow superior to my brain
you'll take note from the bloody kitchen sink
and the broken bottles of champagne x