Coffee stains on my pillow case
remind me of lonely nights
The books stacked against my walls
are reminders of a lonely life
Papers all over my desk of words left
unsaid
Sheets still straightened as I never go
to bed
The only friends I have are the ones
in my head
Yet the photo frames have other
things said
Despite all the memories that's
clouded by what once had been
It's time to turn a chapter of what is to
be seen
Thoughts all over the place and I
don't know where to start
But sooner or later with these things I
must part
Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 11:24 AM UTC
Coffee stains on my pillow case
remind me of lonely nights
The books stacked against my walls
are reminders of a lonely life
Papers all over my desk of words left
unsaid
Sheets still straightened as I never go
to bed
The only friends I have are the ones
in my head
Yet the photo frames have other
things said
Despite all the memories that's
clouded by what once had been
It's time to turn a chapter of what is to
be seen
Thoughts all over the place and I
don't know where to start
But sooner or later with these things I
must part
