7/9/16
Once again, its two am
And like before, my mind is riddled with thoughts of you
I tried forcing sleep, but had no such luck
It seems every night brings something new
A new memory of you
Tonight is no exception
I often wonder how there's still so much more
Some days I believe I remember it all
Every second of every moment spent with you
But then the room goes quiet
No longer filled with the constant whispers of conversation
Or the low hum of music in the background
And suddenly my mind replays events that had been long forgotten
So I curse the silence for leaving my mind on its own
Then I curse the stars for tearing us apart
But I know there's no such thing
Fate is a figment of the imagination
Maybe it's just easier to believe in
Than the reality that I lost you all on my own
