amber ::
Bluelighter
after the longest two years,
it was all as simple as you go your way,
and ill go mine
a phone call from time to time
a minor catch up on things
who im fucking, what drugs im taking
all in spite of the fact that you know the answer
im better now, that im lonely i guess.
i revel in the mourning of our better days,
life is funny like that.
how love sours down to a struggle
a struggle to hold yourself together,
and the inability to keep conversation
anymore more than incidental.
you think where’d it go wrong,
when it didn’t fall apart
better to believe it was a long term dream
and here in this seat i haven’t moved in weeks
my best friend was in disguise, the entire time
and with clean veins i justify,
the way luck leaves you as a monument to a forgotten saga.
i remember, quite vividly,
the day i quit loving you.
and its been every day since,
a certain torment, as if none of this had ever been right
and that page we could never land on
from a distance, was more of a dictionary,
and we were its example of forlornness
a quite joke,
after the longest two years,
we quit laughing.
quit caring, we wont be forlorn
it was all as simple as you go your way,
and ill go mine
a phone call from time to time
a minor catch up on things
who im fucking, what drugs im taking
all in spite of the fact that you know the answer
im better now, that im lonely i guess.
i revel in the mourning of our better days,
life is funny like that.
how love sours down to a struggle
a struggle to hold yourself together,
and the inability to keep conversation
anymore more than incidental.
you think where’d it go wrong,
when it didn’t fall apart
better to believe it was a long term dream
and here in this seat i haven’t moved in weeks
my best friend was in disguise, the entire time
and with clean veins i justify,
the way luck leaves you as a monument to a forgotten saga.
i remember, quite vividly,
the day i quit loving you.
and its been every day since,
a certain torment, as if none of this had ever been right
and that page we could never land on
from a distance, was more of a dictionary,
and we were its example of forlornness
a quite joke,
after the longest two years,
we quit laughing.
quit caring, we wont be forlorn
