I'm done thinking about things I can't change
I'm done trying to rearrange
The past like I wish I could
Here was were you stood
Next to me looking into my eyes
I should have known it was all lies
Those three words
I replay it in my head
The thoughts of you
Why won't they disappear instead
It's making me lose sleep
The letters you sent I still keep
I know
I need to let go
But I can't
It's hard enough as it is to see
You with someone that is not me
I find
That the night can be cathartic
But that just isn't for everyone
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot