Suddenly it all became real
like with the tick of a clock
it's a new day, into our final month
and I'm already feeling the loss
as if any time together is already gone.
Trust me, I don't want to feel this way,
like you're already gone,
like I don't want to be here at all.
Today is the best day I've had so far;
but I'm still sitting and smiling,
choking on my thoughts,
swallowing my pain and suffering
because the damage has already been dealt.
Nothing I can do could keep you around,
at least not without me pinning you down,
leaving me guilty for making you miss out.
At least you're here now,
but life without you is all I've been thinking about
and I can hardly focus on the good knowing it soon will go south.
Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 5:22 PM UTC
Suddenly it all became real
like with the tick of a clock
it's a new day, into our final month
and I'm already feeling the loss
as if any time together is already gone.
Trust me, I don't want to feel this way,
like you're already gone,
like I don't want to be here at all.
Today is the best day I've had so far;
but I'm still sitting and smiling,
choking on my thoughts,
swallowing my pain and suffering
because the damage has already been dealt.
Nothing I can do could keep you around,
at least not without me pinning you down,
leaving me guilty for making you miss out.
At least you're here now,
but life without you is all I've been thinking about
and I can hardly focus on the good knowing it soon will go south.
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