You sent me a picture of a hickey Admitted you lie to me You wanted revenge You wanted me to hurt Tell me though Does it taste as sweet as you thought it would? Like a Popsicle after playing outside all day as a kid Or like a sweet sweet dessert on your birthday Or maybe Just maybe It tastes burnt and slightly rotten I hope it tastes burnt and flaming because it hurts. You did it on purpose. Revenge may feel good now but I hope you grow to regret it. I am not proud of who you are right now.