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Saying What I Mean "How have I been? Oh, you know. Good and bad."Saying What I Mean by ~on-the-arrow
Horrible. Bruised to my core.
"Yeah, I heard! That's great, you know, good for you. I'm glad you are happy."
You and him make me sick. I hold back bile every time it crosses my mind.
"Yes, me and her, ha-ha, well it is interesting to say the least."
I am miserably stuck on you and I resent every second of it.
"I know, time heals all wounds right?"
I am literally cut open and strewn across every day that has passed.
"Okay, well don't let me hold you up."
You left me behind.
"We will definitely do this again sometime."
You are still making me a ghost of your past.
Parts This must be what it means to be a machine with missing partsParts by ~on-the-arrow
Or an animal with a slowly beating, withering heart
To be a warped piece of a long forgotten jigsaw puzzle, left unfinished on a fine oak table
This is what it is to not be able to accept that what's right was really what's wrong
To refuse to admit you could really be gone, or out of sight rather, but too strong in heart and mind
And day after day, by myself, I find that it doesn't ease up, things simply change
We will slowly forget all the feelings the stars seemed to have arranged
Feelings we really aligned by our own hand, yet, a world we couldn't save by ourselves, a wor
Numb Its so cold in this houseNumb by ~on-the-arrow
The walls, now bear
Just moments ago they held your art
Just days ago I lad beside you with your hair
Falling gently onto my chest
And but a few feet away on the nightstand
There once was a portrait and a lucky charm
Now sealed away in an aluminum case
Where they may cease to do my heart anymore harm
The injury has been done, and will be done for days
Long after Ive quit being numb, it will rush in
And sweep me away, as I think of how things would be, had you stayed
I had no where to run, and we had no place to hide
From the accusatory stare of eachothers blue eyes
So "let it end", you said without a
Come Home The sun rose a few minutes early today, and I was glad, for I was eager to have the night go away. I loved that moon with my eyes last night, but your porcelain visage would be a much better sight.Come Home by ~on-the-arrow
Awake like this ive been for over two weeks, just waiting for that door to swing open, to hear you speak. The only rest I catch is when my thinking gives out, when my heart ceases to shout, when, for a moment i can forget all about how ive missed you so every minute you've been gone.
And oh, how I long
And oh, how I long to hold you again, so I may not fear the moon.
To kiss you again, so I may not pray for the sun to come up too soon.
To wal
Sta.sh
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