News

When the news came in that you weren’t coming home
I fell down on the ground
Then the news it came that you’d already gone
I panicked to you on the phone
Cause you were my best friend
And that will not fade with time
I cannot simply pretend
That i’ve done much more than survive
I think we both want
The same thing
But we see the same thing so differently
And if you take my hand
Once again
I promise that you’ll believe
But the more I think the less I know for sure
Was I ever someone you adored?
Hell was I wrong to love so blindly?
Were my eyes shut too damn tight to see?
Oh but no I’sm just lost
I’ve been kicked around
And what i’ve found is that every ounce of the
Bitterness has gone away
And so
What remains
Is the longing
For yesterday