I unsubscribe

From all the memories playing in my mind

It’s a movie playing behind the scene.

I unsubscribe

Unless every memory of yours

Pays me for playing them on a loop

A dollar for every time you’d say

We are family, and that’s how we stay

A dime for every time you said

“It will happen at the right time”

A fat check, for every time you swiped my card

Telling one day we’d be rich

A home for every word that was a lie

I unsubscribe

Because darling what’s worth this pain

If it doesn’t pay

I unsubscribe.


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