every second
of every day
I wonder to myself why it has to be this way
my heart keeps beating because that's all it knows to do
what do I have to do to keep my thoughts from you
every second
of everyday
I think myself into dismay
if my sadness is my madness then I've gone insane
I do this on a daily, my form of demented prayer
wishing you would actually care
ever second
of everyday
I stare at my reflection and contemplate
why I'm so depressed
the answer is simple:
you were always my source of distress
but you always did look so beautiful in your summer dress
tell me that when you said you would never come back,
tell me that was never true
please
I miss you