10 pm
this girl who may be my best friend
is in Florida crying over a boy
I cried over less than a year ago

I said he doesn't love anyone he says he does
but maybe I was wrong,
maybe he just doesn't know how to love
This is how he loves
like a fist placed between your ribs
This is how he loves
like a blood stained knife

He eats all your love out of you
like you are an all you can eat buffet
at a dirty truck stop on the highway
and his lips are stained with lust and love,
the lust: belonging to him
the love: belonging to you
he draws you in with pretty words and
leaves you feeling like you've been
f*cked by a knife