She laid down and pulled the cover up to her chin She talked to herself as if she's talking to you because talking to you is something she'd never get through It's something she can never do
She said how could you how could you leave her just like that She said how dare you how dare you treat her dignity like that and make her feel so bad These are well-rehearsed lines which she says from time to time But as she's blinking back the tears the lines disappears and all that's left with her were her fears and the memories she holds so dear All that's left with her were her pain and anger and she thought she could cry forever She remembered the time when she would go to bed smiling When your love was her silver lining
She wiped her wet cheeks and turned to her side and whispered to herself "Everything's gonna be alright. Goodnight."
A remnant of a dark time. I don't feel like this anymore. :) It's true what people say, happiness rarely begets art.