
after all this time,
i still miss you,
Somedays;
Your all I think about
Somedays;
I can't breathe
cause you were the air I would need.
Even when, you'd knock the breathe from my lungs
and bring me to my knee's,
Somedays;
I don't feel like moving,
The pain still feels to fresh,
And the familiar feeling that
I'm losing Myself again,
And I won't pretend anymore
Even for myself,
That I'm okay
When I'm not.
I feel the pull that drags me under
Covers me and plunges me into a place
I don't want to be,
a place where only misery
Comforts me, can't you see
I'm not happy, I'm not me
When I'm not with you.
It never crosses your mind,
Never will, still
i'll sit here and waste my thoughts on you.

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