You’re Just An Interlude To Me

by Noise Pollution

There are days I fucking hate you
But I cannot call you out
I have erased so many phone numbers
And washed you out my mouth
I have burnt up all the diagrams
And maps leading to your house
But all that time that I spent with you
I could really do without

And I hate those goddamn eyes
They stare at me when I
Dare to sleep at night
Why do I even try to sleep at night?

I don’t like you
And I don’t have to.