To The Woman Who Broke My Heart (Go Ahead And Take The Louboutins)
1 min readDec 18, 2015
You sit there
one last time,
pretending I’m a person.
But you’ve already turned me to dust.
And I can’t breathe or sleep or eat.
Hopefully this is the last time I will feel this,
or maybe you’re doing me a solid
and preparing me for a lifetime of fire.