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I Always Thought It Was Sad
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September 2012 Wake up again, remember all my regret,
leave the routine, now you never met,
just take the musket and take off the memories head,
stretch and yawn alone in my bed,
look at the date and dread while you sigh,
cause you have no one and no one is surprised,
make believe i never saw your face before,
pretend she is a stranger, no need to ignore,
what's more? a daily text or the certain silence?
which is louder? the quiet neighborhood or the one riddled with sirens?
then again, acting like strangers sounds fun,
pretend i mean that and don't sound slightly dumb,
cause you were more then just a friend,
now i can barely sleep again,
back when we had the gaze we have one another,
did you know you'd soon leave like my mother?
