I sit alone,
Thinking of what was between us.
The beautiful music is over,
No more soulful ballads,
No more happy notes on the acoustic.
Now, dull and slow are my songs,
Crying over you.
A love still strong,
Yet nowhere to go.
Lost somewhere in the wind,
Whispering quiet breaths.
Broken trust,
Broken heart.
Broken record,
Repeating the stinging words,
No more.
One more scratchy note.
The music stops.
~Jamie
Thinking of what was between us.
The beautiful music is over,
No more soulful ballads,
No more happy notes on the acoustic.
Now, dull and slow are my songs,
Crying over you.
A love still strong,
Yet nowhere to go.
Lost somewhere in the wind,
Whispering quiet breaths.
Broken trust,
Broken heart.
Broken record,
Repeating the stinging words,
No more.
One more scratchy note.
The music stops.
~Jamie
