Send me back to the moon, whenever you want to.

His message was brutal but the delivery was kind
Maybe if I get this down I’ll get it off my mind
It serves to condition me and smoothed my kinks
Despite my frustration for the way that he thinks
And I knew the truth, when it came, would be to that effect
At least you’re attracted to me which I did not expect
Didn’t think you get my number down and such
But I never hated myself for my age so much.

And although my pride is not easy to disturb
You sent me flying when you kicked me to the curb
With your battered jeans and your beastie tee
Now I can’t work like this with you next to me.

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