I called in sick today from work.
My boss thinks that I am faking sick,
That I'm off hanging out with my friends and creating memories.

Well you can say he is right,
No scratch that, he is wrong, kind of
You see I'm not sick I'm just a little unwell
I started noticing the symptoms when the morning blues started to wrap me around
In this blanket called heartbreak
I didn't like it, so I tried to grab a cup of coffee.
But no matter how many times I would try to escape, she would tell me to come back to bed.
I would I turned around to see her but there was no one there.
Heartbreak is playing tricks with me as all I see on these sheets are my past with her

It was getting worse
I grabbed my car and rushed to the hospital
The doctor grins at the x rays while decoding them in the light
My fingers gallop on my knees as I say "what is it doctor am I dying of a broken heart?"
He turns and says " no your heart is just too big"
"Sorry sir I don't understand" i scratch my head because my mind wasn't clear
You see it was foggy from all of my thoughts steaming in my head
I couldn't see because she was the only reason to release the steam
My doctor tells me that he knows what I need but he tells me that I need to find it.
So he can't aid my broken heart

The Doctor exiled me to my car.
But did I forget my keys?
I pull a TSA and strip search my pockets the pennies, nickels, and dimes escape
And hide under the Car for refuge

Then something happened.
You showed up.
You were so pretty
Scratch that, you are so ******* beautiful
You told me that I dropped a quarter
I reply by saying thanks for dropping into my life.
we left the car and walked in the cold winter night we talked and talked
although my feet were freezing, I still felt warm with you.
one time I was cuddling with you and noticed a scar down your chest
I asked what is this?
you told me that your heart is weak and is broken
from the people who left their egos in their high school gym lockers.
I kissed you and told you let me help with that.
I can give you some my heart
Because sharing is caring and I care so ******* much that if anything ever happened to you id Be like women’s pockets, pointless
we laughed as we stared at the popcorn sprinkled on the ceiling.

I got rid of those sheets the other day
I don't see the blues anymore
I see you
I probably need to go back to work
But sometimes I will occasionally call in sick so I can create memories with you