So today I found out it’s true
Not like I bothered to look
But you’re gone
All because I wrote that
Damn email

And now my stomach feels
Like it’s eating itself
Out of my torso
Why can’t I keep all of my emotions
Tightly packed in a bottle
So I can let them out
Slowly and control the flow

Instead of this write them down
Before they explode out
And you threaten to kill your whole English class
Like that one time

But that was when you were a ‘bad kid’
But that was only 4 years ago
How much of a change can happen
Between now and then
And this feeling is only numbed
By the music that I’ve always loved

So I sit here
Typing this
Emo
Cliché
Unrequited love
Bull shit
That I can’t help but write
Because it works
But hell
At least I’m not rhyming