5. vsco girls

never had much

luck in love,

always heard

all this talk about

shooting my shot

when i can’t even

hold the gun properly,

barely have

the confidence

to make it last,

always feels like

they love you

at the summit,

but never at the foot,

and i’ve spent my life

climbing

but never getting there,

celebrating

that i made it halfway,

but the journey

doesn’t matter

when they only appreciate

the destination.

for a minute,

lena was the exception,

a chance encounter

at the landing,

rolled through the rink

then laid in the hammock,

first time

i felt connected,

but it didn’t last long,

at times,

got me wishing

that you never left,

then i remember

why it got bad,

all you saw in me

was a warm body,

someone to help you

quickly forget

the last one,

then toss away

and move on

to the next.

posting his texts

on vsco

for aesthetics

like that man

ain’t a red flag,

won’t even act like

i can do you better,

‘cause treating me right?

you could never.

but i keep on

writing lyrics

you keep leaving

in them captions,

‘cause i know

you keep peeping

these words i’m speaking,

i know you love

to keep my name

in your mouth,

so i’ll just sit

and count the days

until it all falls down.

actually...nah, y’all were made for each other.