I can hear whispers in the wind
Faded but still there
The past follows me
Haunts me at every corner
I see your smile
In my head
I still remember the sound of your laughter
How could I forget
You still show up
In my dreams
Like you did before I met you
And your memory won't leave me the fuck alone
Sometimes I wish I never met you
Sometimes I wish I could erase you from my memories
Just get rid of you
But then I'd erase some of my most favorite moments
And even though you hurt me
You were still one of my favorite people
I don't know what it was about you
I still can't figure it out
Why was it you
And why is it still you
Something invisible seems to draw me to you
Like some kind of force
Pulling me towards you
Like a moth is drawn to a light
Only to die from the direct contact
Like an addict
Keeps going back to the poison
Digging their own grave
I guess some of the best things are meant to kill us
Maybe that's why we're not immortal....
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