do you ever cry about me?
and if so,
do you think that sometimes,
we cry together?

Intoxicated,
With my ego inflated
Lights out, I'm faded.

My thoughts are clouded,
A blurry vision
What a lonely season.

I don't know why they say
"It's better to have loved and lost,
Than to have never loved at all."

All these emotions come at a cost,
The writing was always on the wall;
Long before I dropped the ball.

It was all more than I knew,
After all the chances I blew
I can't even remember to forget you.

He cried like rain
And screamed like thunder

And I

I was a quiet river deafened by his storms