Funny is it
How I lie awake
And think of you
The one I sent packing
In my mind it’s clear
No good can come
out of us being together
Family I've told
And to friends I boasted
I’ve moved on and
You’re out of my life
For good
Is it really
for good
When a treacherous heart
Keeps betraying me
By longing for you
When no one is around
Finding excuses
To call and hear your voice
That makes me shiver
And hold on to chairs
So as not to fall
I disintegrate
thinking of you
But can tell no one
That I miss to be held
By the one
I sent packing
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