sunk into my seat melting in the ground the wish that makes you fear yourself I lack the self respect to control and contain a section of insanity seeping through my veins fearing, sinking, falling, patience
I wanted to fix you I think I really did Or at least I tried I loved you more than her I think I do Or at least I once did I carried you further Than anyone And you'll look back To forget me My heart will ache here As it does now And I will miss your laugh And your charisma I'll miss your passion And I'll never believe You really loved me Even though you tried And maybe you did I am sorry darling I loved you
I used to think if you were writing for a past lover, you were an imbosol How could you be so lost to be stuck on one person, stuck in the past But now I am that imbosol That terrified gut wrenching individual That you can't feel bad for Because I chose to give my love away in hopes that one day it would return to me
I write you I write you a lot I write you letters you'll never read Poems you'll never see I write to you, for you, about, you But I don't ever write for me You see, you were my muse And all I have left of you are memories