sweetheart sometimes ignorance is best

you've become a luxury,

not a necessity

you like your women

spanish,

dark,

strong

my bite 

is bigger

than my bark

i don't owe you a damn thing

not a warning

not an explanation

and sure as hell

not a god damn apology

slow show

I religiously think of you

in the quiet

in the crowded hallways

inside my headphones

our love weighs heavy on my heart