Thursday, March 31, 2011

Haunted

I swore I could hear your footsteps in the hall
And I picked up the phone to call you
A habit I've yet to let go of.
I looked in the drawers to find what to wear
And in there was a note you wrote long ago
It said "I love you baby, always"
I couldnt stand for too long after that
I still feel you in the walls
I still slightly hear your voice
I keep thinking the door will open at 5 on the dot, just like it used to
I keep reaching for things only you could grab
I keep walking streets we walked
I keep wondering where this all went so wrong
I need to let go of everything
But you keep haunting me
Your body is still lying in my bed
And I still cry even after all the horrible
I am still hurt.

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