I held you in my arms once.. but that seems so long ago
and now eeryday.. I have to let pieces of you go.
I told you once that I'd never go away..
but things lok very different today.
I told you that I'd never forget
but that's just one more thing, I'll live to regret.
You made me shake and shiver
you made my stomache quiver..
but now.. that seems so long ago..
It's been weeks since we walked together
it's been days since we could talk about the weather
Now it's just distance and longing
and who and what and where I'm belonging
I hide myself in my work to busy my mind
and now you're memories just become more refined
No more happiness, peace.. all laid to waste.
Now Im just left with this bittersweet aftertaste.
You saved me the hassle of having to break my own heart
and now that I taste it, it tastes a little tart.
but the sweetness comes back to my lips
once I grind against another womans hips..
I forget about you.. and the love we had
when I get to go out with someone else.. and be bad.

They say the easiest way to forget someone
is to go find somebody else for your fun.
I find even that is bittersweet on my lips
and my ears ring.. when I use my fingertips.
No more basking in the hours of your arms
No more worried about you comming to harm.
No more.. and that.. that's a long time ago.
but I thought I'd write this down.. Just so you'd know.

I can think of you like yesterday.. but I think not
since now.. You're like something..I never got.
Your prescene doesnt grace me anymore
hell, even talking to you seems to be a chore.
I tried my best, and yet it was never good enuff
but I guess that's how it goes in this game called love.
I thought once about you.. now I just avoid the topic
and if this was a bomb, You sure did drop it.

It blew away every little piece of what you were to me
but I guess it's easier to just live in a day to day fantasy.
Forget the pain, rebuild the heart
go on with my day, go play my part.
Forget regrets by the nightstand at night
and live without you.. night after night.

06/20/2005

Author's Note: typical hindsight.. once again.

Posted on 06/20/2005
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