you're a vestigial appendage
like my appendix
you are there
but you don't do anything for me
you just are, there
i wouldn't die without you
you're not necessary, necessarily
i can't live without you
you're a part of me, partially
you're so significantly insignificant and essentially unessential
we are potentially going to have to end it
we have potential — "no" — lets end it
i'm so happy i never get to see you
i'm so unhappy you called
you're like a fantom vibrate
i can't believe you actually called
we're a vestigial appendage
like an internal hemorrhage
holding onto what's healthy and alive
dig it out like a cancer
bury it deep inside
Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 3:36 AM UTC
you're a vestigial appendage
like my appendix
you are there
but you don't do anything for me
you just are, there
i wouldn't die without you
you're not necessary, necessarily
i can't live without you
you're a part of me, partially
you're so significantly insignificant and essentially unessential
we are potentially going to have to end it
we have potential — "no" — lets end it
i'm so happy i never get to see you
i'm so unhappy you called
you're like a fantom vibrate
i can't believe you actually called
we're a vestigial appendage
like an internal hemorrhage
holding onto what's healthy and alive
dig it out like a cancer
bury it deep inside
Some stupid ******* ******* once said "absence makes the heart grow fonder." A romantic way to articulate the effects of distance on love itself. What fails to be portrayed is that many times miles can make or break even the most durable of couples. Enough to where you can do nothing about the feeling of dead inside. Nothing besides dig it out like a cancer. This is my biopsy.
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