Last night I found a letter
you wrote me a year ago.
You sounded so in love.
every word was
full of promise, full of hope.

I want to help myself-
stop the tears from falling,
but what is it with you
and your lies
that make me stay everytime

even if there's nothing
to stay with anymore

Everytime I tell myself
to get over it
that I've had enough
you're gone now

I should be over it
I should be happy now
It has been months
and I know my sanity
will be taken away from me

if this lasts a year
        a decade
           maybe for a lifetime

Nights like this
seems to be happening
a lot
  more than a lot

Nights like this
seems to be happening
every
    single
       night