heartache
I wish I can drink my heartache away the way you drink away with your friends (with me not there but who am I to say)
I wish that in the moment I hugged you so tight (time would've stopped so) I can forget about the same heartache
But it did not happen so
Time still had to run (the the way that gold watch pressed against his wrist reminded him he was already ten minutes late to his meeting)
To hold on to that heartache
Is just like holding on to something heavy right before its about to fall off a cliff
And you're waiting for your hands to slip (perplexed: almost like resigned acceptance) but
Somehow it doesn't want to let to go
Not in the way you want it to
You carry it on your chest
The way somebody who used to believe in God grew up wearing a cross and doesn't believe anymore but
Still wears it
And excuses are made (but we all know in reality you can't hold on to something without having a little faith in it)
So I write this inelegantly as it is true
I'm still in love with (I'm not sure who)
you