(Written on the 23/12/13)
This song played on random
on my playlist today,
The song started and I stopped
reminded of you with every word he does say,
Tonight’s playlist you wrote
that email I couldn’t delete,
Of all the songs you sent
that one my mind does repeat,
I scrapped your number
removed from my phone,
But that doesn’t mean I don’t think about you
more so when I’m alone,
When I can’t sleep at night
and the t.v. plays on and on,
It’s 2 3 4 in the morning
not texting ever feels just wrong,
History so much past
jumbled with so much now,
With you everything’s intertwined (could it ever not be?)
my heart screams reach out but my mind says get on with it but how,
Wes Scantlin’s voice sings on and
i think about those words he sings,
Thoughts flutter but are ripped away again
feelings float with you but its always to much so many things,
So many things I could write
but whats the point whats the use,
I’ve nothing to gain
but so much to lose,
I put this
away,
To finish later
today,
And you sent a
text,
I did not
expect,
Now I think
of you more,
It’s 10 times harder
than before….
.x.
Inspired by the song “Blurry” (Album version) By Puddle Of Mudd.
(Thanks for sending me this song. You know who you are.x.)
.x.
An empty space.... 