fifty-five

And I’m gonna have to sit there and take it. I’m gonna have to pretend we’ve never had 4am conversations. I’m gonna have to act like I’ve never touched your skin. I’m gonna have to be okay with not dragging you into to hall or up the stairs before the party is even over. She’s gonna be tucked under your arm on the same couch you told me things apparently irrelevant now. And I’m gonna have to watch my heartbreak play out in front me and masquerade like I didn’t see it coming.