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When Does It End?
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July 2013 So when is the heartache supposed to end?
when times slows down and spoons begin to bend?
i'm tired of sending the same text, not what i wish
to say, maybe baby i'll type truth and hit send,
no one can show me how to dig out
of this hole i've buried myself in, i shout
and i fight with the dirt and memories,
they crawl around the dirt, never knowing out,
tell me how you'll still be there in the end,
and all about how we'll always be friends,
again and again, say it as much as you wish,
i've forgotten the beginning trying to create an end,
so when exactly do these thoughts of you end?
when can i be okay and go back to friends?
tell me yet again, how you'll be there in the end,
"nothing much, you?" is what i eventually type and send.
