An echo of the past i’d like to return to
I still love the smell of your perfume despite not being in love with you
I wanted us to be still friends, and that seemed to be all that was
Until a subtle ***** affection pushed you away
Away from the broken shell of a man that is me
You left me for dead and locked the key in a safe
Although my choice was clear, things always turned out different
We stopped hanging out, taking weeks to gather the pieces and talk to each other again
At first you were my soft melody
but then you became a gentle whisper in my once sane head
I feel like I have been mauled by a bear
These thoughts on paper might not be wise, but it fuels me to write what I feel
I’m not going to ruin what we had, maybe it’s time we turned the page
Forget and forgive what happened in the past
And move on like the echo of so many memories
That I can’t seem to forget
May 10, 2013
May 10, 2013 at 11:24 PM UTC
An echo of the past i’d like to return to
I still love the smell of your perfume despite not being in love with you
I wanted us to be still friends, and that seemed to be all that was
Until a subtle ***** affection pushed you away
Away from the broken shell of a man that is me
You left me for dead and locked the key in a safe
Although my choice was clear, things always turned out different
We stopped hanging out, taking weeks to gather the pieces and talk to each other again
At first you were my soft melody
but then you became a gentle whisper in my once sane head
I feel like I have been mauled by a bear
These thoughts on paper might not be wise, but it fuels me to write what I feel
I’m not going to ruin what we had, maybe it’s time we turned the page
Forget and forgive what happened in the past
And move on like the echo of so many memories
That I can’t seem to forget
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