Jun 2014
And the worst isn't the yelling
Or the arguing
Hell, it isn't even the tears
The worst is knowing
That I slip from your mind
Easier than I would have been able to a couple months ago
Or the arguing
Hell, it isn't even the tears
The worst is knowing
That I slip from your mind
Easier than I would have been able to a couple months ago
A little sloppy, not quite out into a certain poem form
