plastic curmudgeon (give it a fucking rest)

i pitched a tent in pillow forts
and kissed you ‘til our lips turned raw
i can’t believe we were only tweens

we were lying in bed and you were lying
in bed.
i gave a shit about what you said
i should have saved myself
i never wished you dead
like me.

And those putrid things I said…
I meant them now but I won’t
Mean them then