Somewhat damaged.
I am finding it hard to recognize your face. Memories of the way you taste begin to fade.
Lines blur and sometimes I forget I even knew you at all. When just a year ago and back 6 you made up most of the meaning in my life.
Maybe once a month I look at your myspace page that is blocked due to privacy....which is better that way.
I still get to whisper your name and view what little info I can.
Each time I go there I leave sooner than the time before.
I care less.
Things I thought would never change, lain to waste by the hands of it's protector.
We peaked.
Just as all things do.
Now we fade from each others lifes....a tiny spark triggers some distant and almost forgotten memory.
But the times are fewer and far between.
We will forget one another.
In most ways we already have.
Who was I then? I think he died with you.
It is strange to feel anothers caress, an alien hand moves across skin that the owner doesn't even recognize.
I will continue.
I will give what little I have inside to her.
Even if it is unfair....I can pretend.
My heart was given away at a young age to a girl in a brown jeep who scraped cheese from school pizza.
It will remain yours....it belongs to you.
If I had only been wiser.
If I had seen the punishment.
If
If
If I'd never had met you.
I couldn't miss you as much as I do at times.
Lines blur and sometimes I forget I even knew you at all. When just a year ago and back 6 you made up most of the meaning in my life.
Maybe once a month I look at your myspace page that is blocked due to privacy....which is better that way.
I still get to whisper your name and view what little info I can.
Each time I go there I leave sooner than the time before.
I care less.
Things I thought would never change, lain to waste by the hands of it's protector.
We peaked.
Just as all things do.
Now we fade from each others lifes....a tiny spark triggers some distant and almost forgotten memory.
But the times are fewer and far between.
We will forget one another.
In most ways we already have.
Who was I then? I think he died with you.
It is strange to feel anothers caress, an alien hand moves across skin that the owner doesn't even recognize.
I will continue.
I will give what little I have inside to her.
Even if it is unfair....I can pretend.
My heart was given away at a young age to a girl in a brown jeep who scraped cheese from school pizza.
It will remain yours....it belongs to you.
If I had only been wiser.
If I had seen the punishment.
If
If
If I'd never had met you.
I couldn't miss you as much as I do at times.