how I'm all but
suffocated
by the story of her
wake
& somehow she is always
busy;
I've crawled so far
out of my way
I cannot stand to
sit and listen
to my heartbeat falling faint
its own pulsation makes me dizzy
& veins paint painfully her face
so I can call it quitting
now that everything's turned grey
& all my cannot haves are useless
just like, loving you this way
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 4:38 PM UTC
how I'm all but
suffocated
by the story of her
wake
& somehow she is always
busy;
I've crawled so far
out of my way
I cannot stand to
sit and listen
to my heartbeat falling faint
its own pulsation makes me dizzy
& veins paint painfully her face
so I can call it quitting
now that everything's turned grey
& all my cannot haves are useless
just like, loving you this way
>|< Julie Butler
