Im sick.
But not the way
Youd think.
Im plagued
By pictures of
Her
In my head.
I cough out
Her name
In simple conversation.
Im ailing from
The memories
That never seem to end.
And the medicine's
Run out.
Not like
It helped in
The first place
Jan 4, 2016
Jan 4, 2016 at 6:05 AM UTC
Im sick.
But not the way
Youd think.
Im plagued
By pictures of
Her
In my head.
I cough out
Her name
In simple conversation.
Im ailing from
The memories
That never seem to end.
And the medicine's
Run out.
Not like
It helped in
The first place
