I woke up at 5 in the morning with a heavy heart and a headache
it took a minute to recall all that had happened the previous day but then I remembered,
I remembered the brief moments of peace I felt after drowning my problems in whiskey.
I rubbed my eyes and felt that they where wet. I guess all I held back poured out in my sleep.
I wished it was nothing but a bad dream,
one in which I would awake from soon.
I never beg but for you I tried, just to keep you a little while longer,
just to get back something I felt you where about to take.
I won’t lie it hurt’s
it hurt’s that I can’t forget your words, like an eco they keep on returning
It hurt’s that you think I deserve better when you where the only good thing I had.
You once told me that “no one knows me” like you do; you of all people should have known what this would do to me.
There was a reason I never opened up to anyone, you knew that yet you would tell me to think of you as my dairy, that I could tell you anything. You made me trust you to such an extent that I forgot how to conceal my feelings.
You reached inside me and took a piece of something I've always kept from the world.
Now that am hurting and you are not here who do I turn to?