There are empty places in my mind and soul
Spaces where you used to be
And there are times that without warning,
Your memory fills those spaces again
But I gently push you aside
Trying to make room for something new
And yet, the harder I try to forget
The more often you slip into my thoughts
Even in my dreams I can't escape
You follow me there, as if you've always been
And maybe always will be
And even though I want you gone
I dread the day you are no longer there
I dread the day I can no longer remember the sound of your voice, the feel of your breath, the smell of your skin
Because the only thing worse than having you on my mind,
Filling those empty spaces
Is not remembering you at all
Mmf, dang. Been there, amiga
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