flowing silently through the room
my voiceless thoughts take shape in the smoke of your cigar
and disappear into the darkness.
my lips have a story to tell, but your eyes are so cruel.
and if only I could learn to stop waiting for you, I would run against the wind and begin to fall in love with myself again.
but my steps are cemented to your words and goodbye has never been so hard.
and you sit there pretending you don't see me breaking
and you shut the door knowing after tonight I will fake a smile at the change.
my words again silenced by the cruelty in your eyes
and I know that I will have to learn a way to unlove you.
May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 6:39 PM UTC
flowing silently through the room
my voiceless thoughts take shape in the smoke of your cigar
and disappear into the darkness.
my lips have a story to tell, but your eyes are so cruel.
and if only I could learn to stop waiting for you, I would run against the wind and begin to fall in love with myself again.
but my steps are cemented to your words and goodbye has never been so hard.
and you sit there pretending you don't see me breaking
and you shut the door knowing after tonight I will fake a smile at the change.
my words again silenced by the cruelty in your eyes
and I know that I will have to learn a way to unlove you.
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