temporary torment
- May 5
- 1 min read
i met him where the moon hung low,
with teeth that tasted like gin
he had a way of standing close
like trouble asking to come in
i knew he’d leave before he stayed
i knew the ending from the start
but still i let him learn my name
and lay his hands around my heart
oh, temporary man
you came in like a curse
i held you like a loaded gun
and prayed it wouldn’t hurt
you talked like you were passing through
but kissed me like you’d changed your mind
i wore your leaving on my mouth
before you ever said goodbye
now every song sounds like a grave
every streetlight feels too dim
i hate the way i miss your face
when i should be mad at him
oh, temporary man
you came in like a curse
i held you like a loaded gun
and prayed it wouldn’t hurt
and if i’m honest, i could tell
you weren’t mine to keep
but damn, you dug a shallow grave
and left me there to sleep
im over it
04/29/2026


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