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You set my heart up on a shelf Way too high for me to reach So I can't take it down myself Therefore you I must beseech Heard the thoughts you left unsaid Swear I can almost read your mind Expression betrays what's in your head To not read your face have to be blind Coming to a reluctant acceptance On the cold side of your shoulder That I must live without your presence To accompany me as I grow older Hooking up with someone new Doesn't really help at all Because I compare everyone to you Making it impossible to fall Rusted trust is decomposing Like cars in forgotten junkyards Pits in my soul created by eroding Leave my insides hollowed and scarred If I only I could stop the sorrow Cover ears but it still trickles in Wish there was laughter I could borrow To drown out echoes of your voice within I try to track down explanations For why things suddenly went wrong Hindsight still sees no indications Pointing to you saying "so long" One moment we held each other tight The next we were pulling apart We swiftly went from kissing goodnight To seperate beds and broken hearts
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May 15, 2021
May 15, 2021 at 9:23 PM UTC
Separate Beds And Broken Hearts
You set my heart up on a shelf Way too high for me to reach So I can't take it down myself Therefore you I must beseech Heard the thoughts you left unsaid Swear I can almost read your mind Expression betrays what's in your head To not read your face have to be blind Coming to a reluctant acceptance On the cold side of your shoulder That I must live without your presence To accompany me as I grow older Hooking up with someone new Doesn't really help at all Because I compare everyone to you Making it impossible to fall Rusted trust is decomposing Like cars in forgotten junkyards Pits in my soul created by eroding Leave my insides hollowed and scarred If I only I could stop the sorrow Cover ears but it still trickles in Wish there was laughter I could borrow To drown out echoes of your voice within I try to track down explanations For why things suddenly went wrong Hindsight still sees no indications Pointing to you saying "so long" One moment we held each other tight The next we were pulling apart We swiftly went from kissing goodnight To seperate beds and broken hearts
This reminds me of the song by Keith Urban "You'll Think Of Me"
#seperate#beds#broken#hearts#life#love#live
AmandaKayBurke
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AmandaKayBurke
30/F/Alaska
May 15, 2021
May 15, 2021 at 9:23 PM UTC
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