by Alivia Massimillo
I’m sure you’re expecting a text
Wondering if I have planned in my head “What comes next?”
But don’t worry,
That won’t come.
Unlike most females my age, I’ve grown numb.
I fear commitment, enjoy breaking ties,
I’ve learned the power and worth of a bunch lies.
Love has proved powerless, in essence, fool’s gold
Struck with heartbreak,
I’ve become someone you can’t shake
So wait for my text,
I assure you, unlike your initial thoughts, I won’t be planning what’s next.