The last thing I expected loving you to feel like was waging a war.
Yes, there were landmines spread around us
but your arms like were bomb shelters
and I couldn’t help feeling safe.
Everything was fine until it wasn’t.
When the first bullet tore from your
machine gun mouth,
I finally knew what heartbreak
I finally knew what it was like
to be thrown into a fight
that you’re not prepared for.
And it is something you don’t understand.
You don’t understand how it feels
to wake up to catastrophe.
To wake up to see all you’ve known go up in flames
and the person you called home
turn into an army.
I wonder if my voice sounds
less like a song
and more like a warning siren.
Maybe that’s why you felt right
in starting this war.
See, you kissed me and I grew afraid
You kissed me and you swallowed
You kissed me and our tongues were
All loss and loss and loss.
My heart was a hand grenade
and you started loving the sound a pin makes
when it drops.
Don’t you dare ask why
I’m choking up