Ignorant By Default

C'est Le Mort

How bout you open the door for me,

allow me to invade your space.

We could both waste what little

oxygen this nuclear consumed rock has left.

I know you still listen to the music I sent you,

I mean, you're not obliged to listen to it,

but it's good music,soul music,soul food

and I like the fact that each song

had a subliminal message,

a message from me to you,

a meaning only you knew,

words only you actually understood.

But I was in love with you,

perhaps obsessed,

I don't know.

I hate you more though,

be that as it may,

I'm a contradiction onto myself,

cause despite all the bullshit,

I miss you the most.

So let's feast on our silence,

watch our shadows collide one more time,

argue about whatever

and reminisce about whenever,

most importantly,

let's just be!