I keep on waiting for a message that will never come
I should be done
Yet I am still painting pictures of future tinted in rose colours
Yeah, it's true I no longer spend my hours in obsessive reminiscing
i no longer see us kissing
I try to think of you no more
I have built a wall around parts of my memory
You are hidden, no longer in front of me
No ghostly whispers in a corner of my mind
Yet, I did not leave you behind
You keep on knocking on the doors to my consciousnesses
sometimes you barge in, cause a ruckus, feeling of helplessness
And then your projection hides herself again
Just to reappear, me never knowing when
I'm growing stronger, I'm forgetting
Romantic scenes are no longer upsetting
But your imprint remains
Leaving ****** stains as it walks through my brain
But I feel no pain
... I'm okay
Jul 5, 2021
Jul 5, 2021 at 6:05 AM UTC
I keep on waiting for a message that will never come
I should be done
Yet I am still painting pictures of future tinted in rose colours
Yeah, it's true I no longer spend my hours in obsessive reminiscing
i no longer see us kissing
I try to think of you no more
I have built a wall around parts of my memory
You are hidden, no longer in front of me
No ghostly whispers in a corner of my mind
Yet, I did not leave you behind
You keep on knocking on the doors to my consciousnesses
sometimes you barge in, cause a ruckus, feeling of helplessness
And then your projection hides herself again
Just to reappear, me never knowing when
I'm growing stronger, I'm forgetting
Romantic scenes are no longer upsetting
But your imprint remains
Leaving ****** stains as it walks through my brain
But I feel no pain
... I'm okay
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