I'll write about you in a new journal
With fresh pages
I will not allow my past words
To get in the way of how I feel

They are obsolete when you are in the room
Slide over,
You can take them
Bury them for me

For all that doesnt
Matter in anyway

When youre the light in the center
Of my room now
And I dont know what I would do

If my past started to bleed on
You too

So with that being said

Let's start brand new

In a journal with no ripped out pages
All for you.

C.ļ