We only have tears here
I'm sorry I showed up a mess but god has always said
"come as you are"
I've been wearing the same shirt for the past 4 days
the last time I made my bed was 2 Sundays ago
You know ,
I misplaced the poems you put under my pillow
before you left You didn't finish the last one you wrote
a metaphor for what love can be when you're not careful with it
The consequences of not keeping consistency
You can't keep letting those flowers die that sit inside your window
Don't act like you're numb to people leaving
I'm not
but it gets easier to pretend I am ,
Tell me what's worse then staring at your own refection and seeing the bags under your eyes only remind you
This is what happens when you never learn to pack light
You get left behind
But it will never make sense to abandon yourself then blame everyone else who leaves
I keep waiting for someone to walk by
to call
And maybe it's because I miss the sound of my voice
Static plays with the music coming from the radio
I think it may be the loneliest piano I've heard
You ever wonder what hands sound like trying to find a place to call home ?
There's nothing but clear sky's here
I wish it would rain some more
The way it did when you stayed
But you left and took everything with you
Almost