Tinder Sucks

And now it hits me harder than it has this entire week

I still think about you all the time

I still talk about you like you're here

I still go to bed with your face on my mind

It hasn't crossed my mind that this is bad behavior 

That this speaks leagues of truth I'm ignoring 

I am closer now than I have been to crying for two weeks

I swallow it down because I've made promises I intend to keep

But then it comes back up again 

The truth has an awful way of holding you on bordering too tightly

Honestly, I miss your big stupid clumsy hands that could break my fingers 

For a second there I lost it

Everything i'd buried came hurling out into my face and I lost it

A well placed call crisis averted 

But not entirely so

I feel things cracking and other things slithering out and I hate this familiar feeling

Love is a game we play so we can pretend we know what matters 

So we can coddle our ruined pride and pretend like we're so God damn capable of touching things without them breaking 

But honestly 

Can you honestly tell me that it's not easy for you to go around stamping out people like fires, cause that's what you do honey and no one does it best

Your customer service is fantastic cause you serve up perfectly blended lies 

Your words leave an icy taste in my mouth

Guess you didn't think that through 

I made my choices,picked my suit for the fucking funeral you left me,but good God did you supply the fucking flowers 

Go home and fuck yourself that's what I'll say

Cause playing angry means I'm playing it safe 

I'll go home and fuck myself too and claim I don't think of you

But the honest to God truth is..I'm probably still in love with you

Go home and to the new bitch you screw