One Month
So it's one day shy of a month, 30 days since everything changed. This time last month I had a father, a boyfriend and a home that I dearly loved. Funny how time keeps going when all you want is for it to stop and swallow you whole. This time last month I was laughing and eager for Sunday to come not even knowing that in one day things were never going to be the same again. I hate change, I despise it.
I keep making the mistake of trying to listens to songs that I knew he loved, songs that would let me just a little bit closer to him. I can't... and yet for some bloody reason those songs are all around me. It's painful, so very painful and yet you can't cry when your in public, that just wouldn't do. And then I started to think we never had a song. So many songs remind me of my father and yet I don't have a song to remind me of him.
Funny how little things pop into your mind. Fun and happy memories and yet sometimes all you want to do is cry. Why couldn't things be the way they were months ago, why did things have to change? Yet life is about change. Nothing could change what happened, not even if I close my eyes and make a wish on every shooting star I might see or have seen.
I'm not sure if this mean I'm understanding or if I've given up.
Nothing's gonna shake your love
Take your love away
No one's out to break your heart
It only seems that way. Hey
Sleep, little willow
Peace gonna follow
Time will heal your wounds
I keep making the mistake of trying to listens to songs that I knew he loved, songs that would let me just a little bit closer to him. I can't... and yet for some bloody reason those songs are all around me. It's painful, so very painful and yet you can't cry when your in public, that just wouldn't do. And then I started to think we never had a song. So many songs remind me of my father and yet I don't have a song to remind me of him.
Funny how little things pop into your mind. Fun and happy memories and yet sometimes all you want to do is cry. Why couldn't things be the way they were months ago, why did things have to change? Yet life is about change. Nothing could change what happened, not even if I close my eyes and make a wish on every shooting star I might see or have seen.
I'm not sure if this mean I'm understanding or if I've given up.
Nothing's gonna shake your love
Take your love away
No one's out to break your heart
It only seems that way. Hey
Sleep, little willow
Peace gonna follow
Time will heal your wounds