amber ::
Bluelighter
on repeat, i rethink the events of past weeks
i try hard to justify your choices with my long past mistakes
and i try, so very hard to believe
that there was a time when i was yours
and that was enough.
ive long since grown tired of my shoes being filled with rocks
and sleepless nights, and broken hearts and knotted stomachs
ive ceased to cry, having arrived at the conclusion
that i am again insignificant in your precious, lonely little world.
as a friend i have quickly tired of begging for an hour a week of your time
sitting face to face trying to find any shred of emotion,
while you stare blankly past me, as if i had never been of worth to you
youre dull now
and your eyes are cold
i believe that youve forgotten of passion
only to fill all that no longer is with routines
and lyrics, half hearted conversation and new loves
but honestly,
what have you known of love, having never known of beauty
you can waltz with a thousand lonely girls
but remember miseries love for a shred of company
and that in months to follow you will replace, and be replaced
and you will cry recycled tears again
and that i will not be waiting there to comfort you
i hold too many memories of impossible days where you stood absent
such times linger now, as ive come to believe
that fate allowed you to stray away with your clumsy mistakes
leaving my singed heart out of your line of fire.
i try hard to justify your choices with my long past mistakes
and i try, so very hard to believe
that there was a time when i was yours
and that was enough.
ive long since grown tired of my shoes being filled with rocks
and sleepless nights, and broken hearts and knotted stomachs
ive ceased to cry, having arrived at the conclusion
that i am again insignificant in your precious, lonely little world.
as a friend i have quickly tired of begging for an hour a week of your time
sitting face to face trying to find any shred of emotion,
while you stare blankly past me, as if i had never been of worth to you
youre dull now
and your eyes are cold
i believe that youve forgotten of passion
only to fill all that no longer is with routines
and lyrics, half hearted conversation and new loves
but honestly,
what have you known of love, having never known of beauty
you can waltz with a thousand lonely girls
but remember miseries love for a shred of company
and that in months to follow you will replace, and be replaced
and you will cry recycled tears again
and that i will not be waiting there to comfort you
i hold too many memories of impossible days where you stood absent
such times linger now, as ive come to believe
that fate allowed you to stray away with your clumsy mistakes
leaving my singed heart out of your line of fire.
