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There was a song
You always seemed to loved a little more than the others
You always turned it up a little louder than your favorites
Maybe the lyrics should've let me know
Where our future was going
But I just sang along while you smiled at me

I'm driving alone now
And it's the first time I heard that song since you left me
I'll sing along
Old lyrics that I knew almost as well as I knew you


I saw that you're dating
The beautiful girl who made eyes at you
And I don't know how much it rains in Texas
But it seems no matter how much beer I drink
This heartbreak just keeps ruining me
It's a beautiful world with a beautiful girl
Kinda making eyes at me

Cause the sun's too bright, the sky's too blue
Beer's too cold to be thinking bout you
Gonna take this heartbreak and tuck it away
Save it for a rainy day

Yeah, the music's too good, my friends are all out
And they're all too high to be bringing 'em down
If they ask about you, I've got nothing to say
I'll save it for a rainy day

There'll be plenty of time for what if's and why's
And how'd I let you get away
But the lying in bed all stuck in my head
Is just gonna have to wait
My heart and I have never been in sync

See, my brain has always known me best
It fulfills my desperate need for rational, logical, valid understandings
Any uncomfortable confusion gets swept away through reason

And because of this
I have been able to erase you from my mind
There are no traces left of you in my life
It seems to me
That I seem to be
Happy.
(But the metaphysical definition of "happy" is widely disputed so I'm not sure we even know what it means to be "happy")

But the real problem I keep running into is,
I cannot philosophize you away
My heart has this desperate need to hold onto
What I know makes no sense
You are the essence of all the things I am not good at
And I am the sum of a life you would rather forget




I once read that no true philosopher
Ever lives happily ever after
Instantly I thought of you
And agreed that the saying was true.
When I first started writing
I started writing poetry for men

Now I do it for myself
And those poor ******* are just collateral damage
I've done such a good job
Removing you from my life

You asked me to let you go
So I threw out all the pieces you left behind
You told me we were past fixing
So I found myself in things that weren't broken

It's as if you and I are a myth
No one can remember quite what happened
They wonder if we were ever real
The only thing keeping us alive are the rumors people whisper when I pass by

You see
I did such a good job removing you from my life
That the only thing you could do
Was consume my dreams
Because we may be a myth in the real world
But there's nothing to question about you and me
When I'm fast asleep
She made him a better man
But they fell in love too young
For him to be more than just a boy
.
They could've been "meant-to-be's"
But he wasn't ready to have already found the one
Sometimes we have to go through the brutal process of letting go
And saying goodbye

Even if the other goodbye
Was said long before you were able to form the words
Crowded faces
Blurry names

All I can remember is
I couldn't forget your face
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