When we are young, they assume we know nothing.
But I knew you, your hands under my t-shirt. Kissing me as a way of saying goodbye.
Your oversized shirts, your sneakers clanked on the street, making your way to me.
Holding your brand new phone, texting my number every minute.
Whenever I felt worthless, you'd tell me that I was the best. Someone who meant something for someone.
That someone was you.
You gave me your weekends, we went from kissing in cars to downtown bars. To hopping into random shops, buying worthless things that I treasure.
You drew stars around my scars, but now I'm bleeding.
Cause I knew everything when I was young. You left on the last train, promising me lies.
I knew the smoke of your cigars would linger on my front porch, waiting for you every day. I'd smell the familiar smell, bringing me to tears.
Chasing random people who looked like you.
I lost my moon...
But I knew you'd miss me once the thrill expired. And you'd be standing at my door.
I knew you'd come back to me.
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Very much inspired by Taylor swifts song "cardigan".
