Look

I didn’t ask to be pick

But truthfully

None of us did

Welcome to

The former lovers club

Where we

Were demoted to exes

Were you

One where you were

Together but

broke up to be friends with benefits

Or one

Where you never got closure

Or one where-

I know I’m getting carried away

Truthfully

We all still feel the love

In our bones

But we hold onto the grudges

Like we craved for

Her touch

How do you feel

You can talk to me

We’re all friends here

We wouldn’t hurt you

She hurt us too

You can cry, we all did

You can write it on the paper

Crying to death

Because of a fucking

Serial heartbreaker