I can’t put
your name to paper anymore
I can’t
walk into pubs looking for your face
They say
you come by sometimes
With a new
love on your arm
You never
ask about me, from what I know
And I
always wonder where’d you go
Hearts that
were once home
Have now
become abandoned mansions
Of loss and
regret
Keeping up
with this game of who’s fine
I forgot
that maybe you really could be
Stealing
moments from my memory
And
creating situations where we meet
Letting go
seems harder than I thought
And holding
on is starting to tire me out
The coffin
is in the ground
But I can’t
find the strength to pick up the shovel
Mud laden
memories just don’t sit well with me
But then
again
It’s not
like you ever did either.
Dilz
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