A Living Diary

We’re only talking cause you lost someone close to you
Without this entry you’d feel incomplete
Come treat me like a living diary and just turn the page and walk away
And it’s true that I can feel this season in my bones
As New England fills with snow
I find it hard to believe through everything I see
That every bits unique
That maybe there is someone who’s just like me
Someone who feels just like me
Incomplete
Someone who feels just like me
Come by and ask me how I’m holding up
My good intentions were never good enough
I was empty before I met you
And I’ll be there soon enough again
I won’t forget, I’ll save your place
Don’t walk away. I can’t erase anything about you
For all the things we fake you’re words they seem so real
So real that they could take all the hope left
In my life and leave my insides blank
So close me or up or turn the page
So close me up but don’t bury me away