well what can i say now darling?
— i miss the past
but its over now, darling
the memories remain to frame in glass
memories kill me, darling
they hurt me inside
change your outlook, darling
bask in the comfort they provide
i can feel him pressed up against me
hes ripping apart my spine
but isnt it better
to remember and drown in love;
than to forget by drowning in wine?
09 june 2013
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