{ the sky above ablaze }

i don't understand

why do i stress a man

when there's so many

better things at hand

i shouldn't play myself again

i should just be my own best friend

here i am, wrapped up in a pencil skirt and heels,
feeling anything but put together. i feel like my molecules
are escaping in clumps, floating away, betraying centrifugal force,
leaving me with gaps and phantom limbs.

i can't hold together anymore. i can't i can't i can't
i can't i can't.

i wish i could say no to regrets

and no to emotional debts

and as we kiss goodbye the sun sets

so we are history

the shadow covers me

lyrics: "tears dry on their own" 
by amy winehouse