Listening to every single
Sad song I can find
To try to see if I can
Push this hurt out of my mind
Clinging to my pillow and
Imagining its you
Maybe I can convince myself
That none of this is true
You didn't really just say
You can't do this any more
I didn't really see you cry
As you walked out that door
You didn't say I love you
And tuck the hair behind my ears
You didn't whisper "I'm sorry"
As you wiped away my tears
You didn't turn your face away
To try to hide your pain
You didn't dry your eyes
And try to take the blame
You didn't really stand outside
And give me one last kiss
One last hug and walk away
I must be imagining this
My phone vibrates and three kisses
Appear next to your name
I straighten out my voice and try
To act like its the same
You offer three hurt-filled words that
Both comfort and kill me too,
And through my heart feels like its breaking
I choke out
"I love you too."
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--
"An obvious disinterest, a barely managed smile
A deep nod in agreement, a status quo exile
I shirk my obligations, I miss all your deadlines
I excel at quitting early, and fucking up my life" - Rise Against. Survive.
I'm not ashamed of being myself.
--
At dead Youth’s funeral,
Even these were met once more together, all,
Who erst the fair and living Youth did know;
All, except only Love. Love had died long ago.
~ Rupert Brooke
--
"An obvious disinterest, a barely managed smile
A deep nod in agreement, a status quo exile
I shirk my obligations, I miss all your deadlines
I excel at quitting early, and fucking up my life" - Rise Against. Survive.
I'm not ashamed of being myself.
--
At dead Youth’s funeral,
Even these were met once more together, all,
Who erst the fair and living Youth did know;
All, except only Love. Love had died long ago.
~ Rupert Brooke
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