#heartbroke

I’ll post whatever you want I’ll be whatever you want If it means I’ll get you back And when I say “get you back” What I really mean Is go back to things A year ago Because I have to stop myself From sending you flowers And cards Nearly every day

I’ll be whatever you want, You can mould me Or make me afresh, You can build your bitch As long as your bitch is me

I’ll do Whatever you want If it meant I get to post in your comments Again And you’ll say you love me In capital letters, More capitals and hearts than you give to anyone else

I’ll surprise you at your doorstep, I’ll take the twenty-four hour flight If you ask me to

If you tell me Not to leave I’d sit by your bedside, Refusing to sleep If you asked me to

I’d do whatever geography quizzes you wanted me to, I’d learn a language, I’d heart every TikTok you ever posted, I’d text you updates Of every life event That I ever attend

I’d call you Every night (which is morning for you) And wish you goodnight (when it’s morning for me)

I’d send you those voice messages again Every day Because I’m sure you screen recorded them And still listen to them From time to time

Warum fügst du mir nur Schmerz zu?