He Wasn’t Mine To Keep, Nor To Hold On To

Yet I keep him close, lest I should lose myself

Oh my self-loathing boy Sometimes you make me coy

You keep me by your side Every time I chase, you hide

We like to play this game Is it I, to blame?

I’m always amaze with your gaze;

You strip me with your eyes Oh! I love all the highs

Though, with you, it’s hot and cold Was I too bold

To ask if we could date? I’m too kind to hate

when you strongly respond, “no.” It was clear, I was your side hoe

We shared sorrow like there is no tomorrow

I hold on to our toxic dynamic even what we had was anticlimactic

Reminiscing you, makes me feel blue Tell me, baby, how do I get over you?

“Baby, you’re just a memory I like to romanticise.”

© Kelaiah Amador 2020