Just the fallout from an everday breakdown. Let me know what you think, and I will return the favor.

Remember when I was your everything?

A modern day Casanova- subtract the smooth talking

you couldn’t resist me, my smile, my laugh

darling you were such a little addict,

just yarning for taste of my drugs.

Remember when you were my super girl,

effortlessly saving my fallen world

with a touch of your hand,

and Id fall to you every time.

So completely yours.

But its time to return the technicolor to my rainbows love,

And spell the alphabet back into my soup,

so that I can breathe without you,

and just maybe hear my heart beat sound

a little less like your name,

and a little more like a meaningless thud.

Because Superheroes don’t exist,

Casanova was a fake,

And to your simple unromance, im addicted.