This pen can’t take me from this.
Your at home fucking her again.
I forget for awhile…
As I suffocate my heart
Beneath my pillow.
I can hear it grasping
For feelings
I’m trying to forget.
I’m still waiting…
For everything to take on some meaning.
And every time we meet
Its continuous
And full of repetition.
My breath catches like in the movies,
You smile,
I smile.
We say hello
And I find myself thinking.
I won’t say I love you,
If you promise not to look at me that way again.
Your making this impossible,
I feel fragile ,
And I can’t breathe again until you walk away…
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