The Truth About Leaving
It has been a year and one month
I could write a few lines about a bad boy I used to love
Or about the bittersweet memories I shared with my ex-best friend that rush to my mind
Every time “Rollercoaster” by The Bleachers plays
The way my head pounds when I pass his house
Because I remember how fast my heart used to beat pulling into his driveway
The way my eyes roll when I see her in a pizza restaurant on a Tuesday night
Because I remember how we used to laugh for hours over the tables
The owners never had the heart to kick us out as they closed for the night
“We’ve never seen two people enjoy each other so much!”
I have never really liked blue
With the exception of her
Her self-induced sadness intoxicated me
But there comes a time when you must realize that
You have to respect yourself
You have to stand your ground
And even if the words burn your throat you have to tell her
That you cannot be dragged down anymore
You have to come to the realization that she
Does not matter as much as your self-respect does
I have always loved goosebumps
The rush of something
The way one thing can create an energy that shakes my entire body
But when I left
The goosebumps became a reminder of him
Every time a finger traces down my body
Or our song comes on the radio
Or someone says his name
They erupt on my body and my god
Do I hate the way they control me in the same way he used to
I hate seeing his friends in school
The ones who still romanticize cigarettes and bruises
If they only knew the truth about lung cancer and abuse
Because I know
And so does he
It has been a year and one month
I could write a few lines about a bad boy I used to love
Or about the bittersweet memories I shared with my ex-best friend
But I’m too happy now
Right?