There are so many days I feel like a burden,
With ever dawn I wake with a heavy chest hoping it will hurt less.
It’s been years since you left me,
This shouldn’t be affecting me.
Why do I miss your smell and the way you’d touch my face when you were sober.
******* it’s already almost the end of October.
When we met I was so sure of you.
But I suppose now you just see me as a burden too.
I ache to find a love like I thought we had.
I still yearn for the promises you made that’ll never happen, it’s just not part of the plan.