pardon

[movemeant]

(another Adele inspired... from her song "First Love")

forgive me if i don't like rotten apples
after only a week
or that the colors in the sky only
play twice a day

please don't mind my
cluttered closets
ticket stubs, and pictures, and letters,
and cards,
to compensate my lack of memory
or my need to hold on to
too many

don't mind the smell on my pillowcase
that i refuse to wash away
or the soggy tissues still in my pocket
that i pull out when looking
for change

i hope you'll see past that i can't
see past my past
that i drag my feet to futures
that look nothing like yesterday
look nothing like happiness
look nothing like i thought they would
manifested memories
where reality might have stood

i'm sorry i can't forget
those nights
or who we used to be
im fighting to find
a piece of you
of who you were with me