stop.
sending.
me.
messages.
like.
I.
owe.
it.
to.
you.

it's never the one you want
that offers his arms on a rainy night

& just like that there
was no one but her

Coffee, grits, and biscuits
& learning how to love the south

& I lay in your lap
and we don't talk about big dreams

pecan pie tastes like broken dreams
that were never mine

happy birthday
here's your ring