coffee tastes better now

sometimes I wonder if I just prefer bitter things

sometimes I wonder if choking sweet sugary syrup down down down

is what they meant by love

by sweet nothings

the rain is coming

with no one around to comment on it

for my sake

I wonder if you just preferred bitter things

the house stands still and stale

and all the people too

the hush hush hush

of a slow crawl up the staircase

a bigger bed

an empty space

I think misery and company

are really the same thing

these days seem bitter now

and I wonder if we just preferred better things