and I speak of him like I don't care
as if there were no memories of nights spent caressing
Then he calls her
and they can't say three words without arguing
when we were like two pieces of a puzzle that fit
and you long to have that kind of attachment and connection
then boom
it's gone and you both write stupid poetry and songs
about something you both pretend didn't happen
while she was bending over
he reached for me
as I go to return that
she sits up
and is between us again
and I turn and get lost walking away
identifying that I desperately want to look back
even though I know looking back will break my heart
and now its been months
and being this lonely is a fierce reminder of that pain
how do these feet even know where to go
when I know my head is just going through the motions of life
she speaks to him still
but he still doesn't remember your name
how does that work again?
maybe I am still broken
maybe i can't find what I look for
when my eyes are a kaleidoscope of this world
there is hope that something
will put everything into perspective
hold my breath until that happens
when my eyes are shut
everything is clear
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