What happened to the love stories
the strings and the piano play
the fish hook in my chest
pulls no more than a tear
I miss something I never had
thank the big screen
for the life in your head that can't exist
what I've seen
is never to be had, always missed.
My sickness is my gravity
too heavy to go up to bed
immobile, face dead
and still the strings
and the piano
play
Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 7:50 AM UTC
What happened to the love stories
the strings and the piano play
the fish hook in my chest
pulls no more than a tear
I miss something I never had
thank the big screen
for the life in your head that can't exist
what I've seen
is never to be had, always missed.
My sickness is my gravity
too heavy to go up to bed
immobile, face dead
and still the strings
and the piano
play
