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Aug 2018
You are the sound of a tune,
And I can't get you out of my head...

You were the calm in my storm,
You were the voice, saying keep awake instead...
Maybe I'm just too tired to keep running...
Maybe you're what I never saw coming...?

Am I in your head, half as often as you're on my mind...?
If I don't make sense...
Please forgive me I can't sleep at night...
And I still feel alone...
Since I found what I never went looking for,
You're in my head...
I must've lost my mind...

You're the scars on my skin,
You're the past I don't wanna erase...
You're the words on my lips that have left,
But I still seem to taste...
Maybe I'm just too tired to keep lying...
Maybe you're all I ever wanted...

There's an empty space beside me,
And I'll keep it that way...
Until you're here....
I need you here....

There was another face beside me,
But I sent it away.
Cause you're not here.

Am I in your head, half as often as you're on my mind...?
If I don't make sense...
Please forgive me I can't sleep at night...
And I'm still alone...

But I don't want you anymore.
I don't know why I even go through this torture.
Since what we had before is no more,
And now I'm not sure, if I even had a choice.

You're not the same person I've met.
You're not the same person I meant to get.

Even though,you are not same person, I still.. Act like you are.

And you know, it hurts to see you change.
It hurts to see you distancing.
It hurts how you make fun of me.
It hurts how you don't want me.

It hurts, and you make fun of it.

And I... Had enough of it.
I always get pulled back in...
And I hope the last time, was really the last time.

I am done with you.
I don't want any more of you.
I had enough of you.
I no longer want this thing, that me and you.

The truth is, I don't even care about you.
The truth is, I never wanted me and you.

The truth is... I am afraid of you.

The truth is that I only care about the old you.
The truth is that I want the old you.

You’re only a memory...

I’ll scream these words until they come true,
Then I will think no more of you...

But the truth is... I don't know the truth...
Written by
Nathan Alexander  17/M
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