A Year to the Day
A year ago today I was a fool.
And I believed in heroes, and dragons,
and us.
We were laying out under the night sky. You and me, well never die.
Huddled there we lied in the dark.
I tried to figure out who you are.
All along the car ride home, promises and broken bones and things I wish Id said.
Oh to do it all over again.
And now the scents returned.
Snow has thawed, I have learned.
Whats too good to be true most always is.
I never wanted to be like this.
Ive got to get out, Ive got to get out.
Were starting this thing over right now.
Keep this for your scrap book of memories, take it out and remember me someday, and know Ive never changed.
I remember our nights alone, I remember the secrets you told.
Everything you wish to forget, wrapped up in this tiny present.
Anything to never hear me again.