there’s no doubt that my brain reminds me
of your existence by the second
i won’t deny the fact that i take you everywhere with me
without you being there
i wake up and i open my eyes
just to feed into the memory of your face
you know i could tell you so many things
you know how i am with words, how articulate i become when the topic is you
but imagine the things i cannot tell you
the things i wish i could express so bad
im not afraid in following my heart
my heart is what i always speak from.
but my soul..
....she doesn’t have a way of communicating
the grief just sits there and swallows her whole
my soul sits in my body, cold.
it’s easy to guide my heart away from you.
but how do i tell my soul to stop searching
if she could talk to you i’d doubt it would change anything
but it will prove that you will always be loved.