amelia

I should have heard you when you warned me I was courting damnation
a demon with my brand of cigarette
I couldn't trust you because I watched you long for him, too
assumed you were caught still
and if only you'd have kissed me when I wanted you to, maybe I'd've listened

many years too late I'm looking at you, for you
hoping you hear me & maybe next time
try harder to save yourself, and

me