The stars aren't visible
From the bench in the courtyard
Of your apartment building
Not that I've noticed them
Any other time
Only recently the blackness
Has been mocking me
Because behind my closed eyes
I see you and her
While I shamefully
Still sleep in your bed
I need something for comfort
And the lights
From miles away
From years
And years
Ago
Are all I have of the past
From before
When I thought what we had
Was good
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 1:02 AM UTC
The stars aren't visible
From the bench in the courtyard
Of your apartment building
Not that I've noticed them
Any other time
Only recently the blackness
Has been mocking me
Because behind my closed eyes
I see you and her
While I shamefully
Still sleep in your bed
I need something for comfort
And the lights
From miles away
From years
And years
Ago
Are all I have of the past
From before
When I thought what we had
Was good
