Somethings are better left alone, some better left unsaid.
I've watched you walk a million times in and out my head.
Watching, waiting for this feeling to subside
falling, crumbling, pain and tears and lies.
your face a constant reminder of days of long ago
not anything i wish to have again or evermore
these thoughts these feeling, of ramblings and nonsense
they all make sense to me my friend and i never will forget.
how you take these words is a story of your own
they mean nothing more to me then a tale of long ago.
no longer will i let them taunt me or hide between the cracks
be gone you hateful feelings, lies, sorrow and pain.
your loss will be my gain.
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