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Rewriting the English Language to Bring You Back
Oh God, I thought that I was over this.
I cried for days on end then painted on my smile.
I somehow managed to convince myself while I was convincing everyone else that I was going to be okay.
But my eyeliner ran with the tears that caused my smile to melt and now I see that nothing is okay.
It's almost a year to the day since you left me and each day that brings it closer brings also bitter memories I've tried so hard to bury for good.
They rise to the surface like oil on water just to point out that I'm so naive and young.
All my efforts were in vain.
I know I'm not the only one you left behind and I know you weren't willing to go,
I know, but it makes no difference.
Sometimes I wish I believed there was a God just so I had someone to blame,
But of course nothing can be that simple.
You were taken away.
You're gone.
It's been so long but I still can't get used to that word.
It seems all too final to me.
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