(no subject)
We’re just about to set sail.
The anchor’s raised, the engine roars
Eager to take you to foreign shores.
I hope the voyage is long, but pleasant
A little unlike the time we shared.
Soon you’ll be gone, and I’ll be without,
Pregnant with disillusion and hopped up on doubt.
Courtney, you sly little fiend.
You hoodwinked me and butchered my ego.
Sophia told me this too shall pass.
And I’ll soon let go of the things I’ve amassed.
You won’t even need a lifeboat for this trip.
This baby’s on autopilot, slicing the ocean.
Don’t carry a map, don’t stress, don’t fear,
Travel every inch of this world, but never return here.
Courtney you held my hand and put on some blinkers.
And conned me into voting for you.
A secret smile starts to take over my face,
Knowing you’ll never come back to this place.




