Wednesday, January 07, 2015

Constant Pain.



    I don't need you like I used to,
   I don't crave you at 3 a.m when I can't sleep,
   or at 6 p.m when lightning strikes,
   I don't need you next to me,
   or your mind to collide with my thoughts;
   I don't need your word to build me up,
   or your arms to hold me.

   I don't want you like I used to,

   I don't miss you like I did before,
   but sometimes,
   when I'm brushing my teeth,
   or walking to class,
   thoughts of you will hit me,
   and it's a pain I don't think will ever disappear,
   no matter how much time passes.


You can be over someone, and still feel the pain. You can be over someone, and still write about them. It doesn’t just stop because you’ve moved on.






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