
that I couldn't be.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort/Angst - Words: 161 - Published: 10-05-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3063216
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Get caught up again
These nights, these lonely nights
As I wait for something to happen
The door outside slams
My heart crumples inside
Like newspapers I left in the rain
To let me hold you
Is way too much to ask
Wasn't I the one who let you go
You could laugh at me
And all that I could be
I still made your coffee this morning
Million dollar bills
Still wouldn't buy your heart
And make you lie next to me to sleep
Your scent lingers here
Pictures of you are strewn
Though I couldn't be bothered to look
I lay here all day
And my mind's flooded with
Thoughts of you like my mailbox with bills
I'll drink to forget
Who I horribly am
And how you cried that just broke my heart
My stupid phone rings
I let it go on and on
Days pass and the guilt trips me up again
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