With a text from you
I thought we would last
The thought lasted longer than you
My phone doesn't buzz anymore
And I'm glad
You were never my girlfriend
Nor were you my wife
You said you loved me
Darling that too was false
Now you've gone and blocked me
I'm glad that you did
For it taught me stuff
Like how taking people for granted
Is something you shouldn't do
Today I look around me
And see a sea of faces
The loneliness in me tries to beat me
And sometimes when I'm on the subway
I see your face
You were a lesson I wish
I hadn't learnt so well
Now that you're gone
It's easier for me to realize
You were never there to begin with
And so this is me burying the dead
That is our non-existent relationship
Which hasn't lasted unlike my real friendships
So walk out the door
And spit your pity out like betel juice
The stain on the sidewalk will fade with time
And if you think I'm waiting for you
At the end of the subway tunnel
You're wrong
Now the next one is my station
It's time to go home
Thanks for the memories
But they've grown as cold
As snow
While my guitar gently weeps
With a lullaby I'm composing
For the ones who do care for me
I just wish you hadn't taken up my precious time
But then again, I was the fool not you
The Bilge Master
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