Why are you still on my mind? You represent emotions that won't fade, that refuse to give way, that won't let me make way, for the present.
Even though I know you are wrong for me, why do you feel so right?
I want to write about another, about some other person, anyone. But here it is, the only thing that motivates me to pen my thoughts is you, why?
Its twisted how I am so addicted to even the thought of you.
My minds eye doesn't even picture you, yet I feel hopelessly fixated on every inch of you.
I want you. I want the person I thought you were. Why can't you be her?
I want to fall in love with another. How do I evict you from my mind? To throw you out, kick you out, leave you out in the cold, like I was too many times.
It might not have been a real cold pavement onto which you dumped me, but baby, the pain I felt was like ice.
Yet being so fixated on you sometimes warms me like the embers of a great fire that once raged bright.
Why are you still on my mind?
Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 9:51 AM UTC
Why are you still on my mind? You represent emotions that won't fade, that refuse to give way, that won't let me make way, for the present.
Even though I know you are wrong for me, why do you feel so right?
I want to write about another, about some other person, anyone. But here it is, the only thing that motivates me to pen my thoughts is you, why?
Its twisted how I am so addicted to even the thought of you.
My minds eye doesn't even picture you, yet I feel hopelessly fixated on every inch of you.
I want you. I want the person I thought you were. Why can't you be her?
I want to fall in love with another. How do I evict you from my mind? To throw you out, kick you out, leave you out in the cold, like I was too many times.
It might not have been a real cold pavement onto which you dumped me, but baby, the pain I felt was like ice.
Yet being so fixated on you sometimes warms me like the embers of a great fire that once raged bright.
Why are you still on my mind?
