She Doesn't Miss
She tried to fall asleep
with someone else's words in her ears
and the silhouettes of another city in her eyes
that were stinging red from chlorine and her blurry reflection in unfamiliar porcelain
trying to replace the angel wing bites on her hands with kisses
like roses, forgotten until too late
behind a nicotine curtain.
with someone else's words in her ears
and the silhouettes of another city in her eyes
that were stinging red from chlorine and her blurry reflection in unfamiliar porcelain
trying to replace the angel wing bites on her hands with kisses
like roses, forgotten until too late
behind a nicotine curtain.