worse things happen at sea

honestly

relax my dear

it's clear that we are done. it doesn't take a scientist to figure out that one. it's obvious

the way you move

the way you hold your head

the way you hide your pretty eyes and shift across the bed. honestly

i'll be fine

this isn't my first time. i've taken blows before and every time i have survived. you made it clear you didn't care

you never did pretend

and in the end at least you never try to fuck my friends. well honestly it doesn't matter

i know better than

to cry over spilt milk

wasted effort

spoiled plans. we're adults here so shed no tears

i'm sure we can be friends. i'll nod and smile and watch you in the arms of other men. well honestly

your honesty

it has emerged unscathed

and i hope you're doing fine

because me

i'm doing fucking great. and i wouldn't want to waste another second of your time -

i know my place

i know your face

so you hide yours and i'll keep to mine. you say worse things happen at sea"