It's such an odd feeling;
When you start talking to someone new
The way that you exchange war stories;
To see who's "ex" left the deepest bruise.
Just to remember,
The time that you did that with them too.
Like,
I'm not really sure what's up from down.
I have felt this way before.
Then the darkness hits.
That's when life is almost like a mirage.
Like, is any of this real?
I specifically told myself that this isn't the way to deal.
With loneliness,
That's a feeling best described with the lights shut off.
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 12:51 AM UTC
It's such an odd feeling;
When you start talking to someone new
The way that you exchange war stories;
To see who's "ex" left the deepest bruise.
Just to remember,
The time that you did that with them too.
Like,
I'm not really sure what's up from down.
I have felt this way before.
Then the darkness hits.
That's when life is almost like a mirage.
Like, is any of this real?
I specifically told myself that this isn't the way to deal.
With loneliness,
That's a feeling best described with the lights shut off.
Pete Mcintire
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