People say music is an escape from reality.
Yet why is it that every love song reminds me of you?
Of how in my moments of anger and pain you were my clarity?
Perhaps it's time I set a new rule..
The absence of music
The absence of sound
The absence of company
Just me
and I say to myself
No matter how rough,
I can handle myself well enough.
No way I'm gonna run back into your arms
Cause I know just too well it would do me harm.
Somehow don't ask me why
Everything sparks a memory within
And dancing on my face
would be my silly grin
which then dies when I realise
that the memory were my ties
all related to you
And I say to myself
" How Would I Live Without You "

"You're a goofball" she muttered
"And you're a typo queen" I smirked at her
"But you're my goofball" she smirked back
"Forever and always like you are my queen"
Yet now I'm reminiscing and a total wreck..

Oh your words
You bitter sweet words
Crushed my spirit
Crushed my soul
Words that cut deeper into my heart
Than a blade cutting into my flesh
Words so sharp
*Sharper than razor