I can't really think of anything
Any excuse to come up to you.
I can't find an excuse to speak to you anymore
Or an excuse to hug you.
All you are now is a distant memory
That brings me so much discomfort.
How was it so easy for you
To just forget me?
How was it so easy for you
To just throw me aside?
I suppose I was the moon
And you were the tides.
I was always sinking lower
While you kept getting high.
I'm no longer crossing your thoughts.
And sometimes...
Sometimes...
I just....cry...
YOU ARE READING
An Insomniacs Lullaby
Thơ caIt's 3 AM and I can't sleep. There's too much on my mind, too many thoughts to keep.
