Theres beauty in the breakdown
still not much progress.
I go out everynight, I party tirelessly. All in the pursuit of distraction. Please, anything distract from this dull throbbing ache in my heart. I keep thinking about the way you used to come up behind me and start kissing my neck, just because you loved to give me goosebumps. Or the way you were so patient with me in the begining. I can still feel the roughness from your chin on my shoulders. I think constantly about the nights we just drove around the country in your car. And fishing on your lake. I have barely spoken to you in a month, and you used to be one of my closest friends. The loss of your presence in my life is so profound, and I never expected you to mean anything to me. You have taught me so much about myself, and trusting people; you have been deeply meaningful to me. What was I to you? Nothing? Another lay? Or just a way to occupy your time when you were bored?
why can't I forget what it was like when you loved me.
how can you forget so easily.
I go out everynight, I party tirelessly. All in the pursuit of distraction. Please, anything distract from this dull throbbing ache in my heart. I keep thinking about the way you used to come up behind me and start kissing my neck, just because you loved to give me goosebumps. Or the way you were so patient with me in the begining. I can still feel the roughness from your chin on my shoulders. I think constantly about the nights we just drove around the country in your car. And fishing on your lake. I have barely spoken to you in a month, and you used to be one of my closest friends. The loss of your presence in my life is so profound, and I never expected you to mean anything to me. You have taught me so much about myself, and trusting people; you have been deeply meaningful to me. What was I to you? Nothing? Another lay? Or just a way to occupy your time when you were bored?
why can't I forget what it was like when you loved me.
how can you forget so easily.