The futile remains of what I used to be
Is now dead and gone away
Like she wanted me
So much blame was passed
I think that's why it didn't last
They're right
You never know what you have until they're gone
Like the wind
I hear her slam the screen door on her way out
Her tracks on the hardwood floor
As a reminder
There will never be anymore
-Cnk
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 12:55 PM UTC
The futile remains of what I used to be
Is now dead and gone away
Like she wanted me
So much blame was passed
I think that's why it didn't last
They're right
You never know what you have until they're gone
Like the wind
I hear her slam the screen door on her way out
Her tracks on the hardwood floor
As a reminder
There will never be anymore
-Cnk
