just me and the birds.
I like spreading my legs.
no more nights of someone’s snoring and being pushed to one side.
and what else was I meant to do with my Friday night?
wasn’t enough fun in my life.
as I scream out how blessed I feel to be free.
I had so much to learn at 23.
if he tried waking up before noon?
and then tell me it’s never for a lady to pay for her share of the food.
I’d guess I’m better at managing it too.
And what makes you think I’d want to go on holiday with you?
than go home with you.
ever succeeded in getting a woman into bed?
even if you did reference a hummus meme.
Yes I know I said I like sweet chilli flavour but I really didn’t mean…that.
and no, surprisingly, I don’t think we’re a match.
And is it too much to ask that I get a night to myself?
and the notion of being around anyone 24/7 is my idea of hell.
with your list of expectations that I’m better off without.
in fact I can tell you it isn’t with absolute certainty.
and I think some people just want those things because they have a fear of being alone.
till you come away empty.
for with your rhythmic beat they will dissipate.
here you can tend to your trauma.
that resists your balletic wandering.