I’ve trusted you with every hour, every small goodbye, You said I’m on my way, while you blew text light.
Birthday candles burned alone, my call went straight to voicemail, You swore it was the traffic, swore you’d never fail.
Then I found the receipt from that midnight café, A coffee cup with time stamped after, you said you’d stay. Late text at 2am, you said just friends and left me hollow,
I kept a photo of us, now it’s all a shadow. I found your lipstick on his collar, neon red against the light, You rewrote our names in someone else’s sky,
You broke the map of us, tore the atlas at the seam, But I won’t drown in the echo of your cheap borrowed dreams,
I’ll light the dark and learn to steer, this heartbreak won’t define me, I found your lipstick on his collar, now I’m finally free.
You used the same excuse, late shifts, out with friends, While you were folding my tomorrows into somebody else’s hands,
You left your jacket, a cigarette ash on the thread, The way you smiled at his joke, is the truth you’d never say.
I counted all the missed calls, deleted messages that lied, I watched our calendar grow empty, were all plans died,
You kept a playlist we made, now another name sings your song, I’m learning how the melody sounded wrong.
It stings like coffee on my tongue, a bitter honest taste I save, this ting like a lesson, not a life I’ll waste.
Lipstick on his collar, a portrait painted in deceit, You traded our slow Sundays for a midnight heartbeat,
You folded every promise into a paper airplane’s flight, But Baker burns, and so I’ll warfare light,
I’ll pick some pieces with my hands, rebuild what you would mace,
Lipstick on his collar, I’m stepping out of that place.
You’re left with their laughs, and a trail of Bollywood names, I keep the scars proof, I survived your flame,
No more rehearsed apologies, in the back of your tongue, I’ll turn the page, this is where my anthems begun.
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