they say that i'll get over him but when they say that they aren't thinking about the same things as me
about how he moved on inside of two weeks after we broke up and how i had loved him unconditionally for the past 9 months of my life or how he knows my secrets and i know his and that's what trust is, right?
he wasn't mine and i think i believed that he was for too long and now it's turned into a habit
I cry silent tears In the stillness of the night My room is dark, And the stars lit the sky That mirrors your face In every tear-drops of mine
I cry silent murmurs In the isolation of my self That no one can listen My heart has songs to sing But I am dumbed I hear birds chirping The Ocean waves roaring LOVE transcends my blues In every word I pen In your melancholic memory In every poem I recite It's only " Y O U "
its in the silence where a poet retreats songs are formed, plucked from the air so it can seem struggle and suffering from their art until a door opens and they sing once more.