Softly speak my name in your mind
Do chills follow it down your spine?
And you try to force the thoughts away
But they creep back up every time
The lingering of this ripple's wake
Like echoes, it may seem to fade
With every copy more mute and fake
Then another skips onto that lake
It's a vicious cycle, this, you know
You would think you'd see every pulse
But they always sneak in, row by row
And try as you might, you can't let go
Though is that even what you desire?
Or grit your teeth through and through?
And call that part of yourself a liar
Solemn respect from playing with fire
But pride and modesty seldom cross
And time passes by without much change
With it all you take and toss
And try not to see this loss
This may not define you now
And it may never hold quite true
But I know these feelings very well
Do I want to not think of you?