Glove

i believed in you

i believed in me

i believed in us

i really thought that we...

never mind.

no

actually i'm tired of keeping quiet

i'm sick of thinking "i should've said"

i cannot keep quiet anymore.

look at you.

perfection

look at me.

far from flawless

and i'm a mess

i don't even know why

you would want to clean up all of this

you could have anyone

why me?

and you told me

why anybody?

why not you?

you fit me like a glove

in the middle of the winter

when the cold air splinters

all these other girls,

they are just mittens

mix matched

ends flustered in disarray

yet from you, i cannot stay away