I know you thought you had mastered the game

but I have some bad news for you

though you are good at covering your tracks

word still gets around

no one stays in one place

so eventually someone saw your face

and sounded the alarm

and I’m left holding flowers for someone I thought I knew

my heart is in my arms

 Because much as you try to hide it

word still gets around

–

seems very sick that you should wrest some joy in making misery

worst of all I realize that all the things I said when in and out your head and never made it to your heart

for me that seems to be the worst part

that you took my world apart and left me here with flowers in my hand and words that get around

With these wilting flowers in my hands and words that get around

words that get around

–

for Melissa

🦍