You can barely see the scars
On my thighs
Anymore
That kind of bothers me
And I'm not sure why
We talked on the phone
For hours the other day
The fact that it had been years
Didn't even come up
You're married again
And you're having a baby
I didn't have anything to tell you
Because there's nothing to tell
You said you missed my laugh
I asked why
You said she doesn't laugh
Then you said she does
But it's always the same
It did make me think of all those years ago
The fighting
The screaming
The crying
The cutting
The laughing
The ***
The heartbreak
The longing
The jealousy
The secrets
The silence
The words
At least then I had something to talk about
Mar 12, 2014
Mar 12, 2014 at 12:45 AM UTC
You can barely see the scars
On my thighs
Anymore
That kind of bothers me
And I'm not sure why
We talked on the phone
For hours the other day
The fact that it had been years
Didn't even come up
You're married again
And you're having a baby
I didn't have anything to tell you
Because there's nothing to tell
You said you missed my laugh
I asked why
You said she doesn't laugh
Then you said she does
But it's always the same
It did make me think of all those years ago
The fighting
The screaming
The crying
The cutting
The laughing
The ***
The heartbreak
The longing
The jealousy
The secrets
The silence
The words
At least then I had something to talk about
I'm not in love with you anymore
But I'll never not be in love with someone
The way I'm not in love with you
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