Not Enough To Say No

Dark hair again, against my unresponsive skin. A brand new pair of box-springs I"m ashamed of breaking in I'm carrying a stupid sense of arrogance. Six weeks worth of guilt in just one pair of jeans. It's a scary thing to feel nothing so frequently I carefully choose my words to avoid responsibility. The knots in my hair this time around aren't thanks to you and I'm not proud of it I thought I loved you well, but not enough to say "no." I thought that you could tell, but not enough to let go