I can see your bra strap
hear the ringing of your cell phone
I can see my headstone
I don't want to go alone
I don't want to go alone

I can see your new car
feel your presence on my pillow
I can see I still know
I'm not sure it will though
I'm not sure it will though

I can see your used to be
you don't know what it meant to me
calling out your name in vain
feeling all the same damn pain

I can see your fake smile
touch the emptiness inside you
I can see it's not new
What's a fool like me supposed to do?
What am I supposed to do?

I can see your old watch
know forever that you loved me
I can see what I can see
I can see you're lovely
I can see you're lovely

I can see your not yet
I'm hoping it's my best bet
leaving is just not the way
I think I will choose to stay

01/24/2008

Author's Note: You know, I don't even know what this means... and I have no idea about the first line or title. I think it just speaks to my state of mind a lot... how I think of mundane things intertwined with deep thoughts.

Posted on 01/24/2008
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