Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Memories of you.

I wouldn't have flinched,
I wouldn't have shed tears,
Held my head and cried all night.
I would've held my head up high,
Walking though the roads we took,
After that morning coffee,
And your beautiful smile,
The way you held my hand,
And talked about the faces in the sky,
Finding dust under my eyes,
You brushed my cheeks,
Ran your fingers over my scar,
Just the way you did,
Everytime you'd see it,
And hold me tight,
Like I'm about to break down.
I wouldn't have fallen at every move,
If you haven't taken away the memories,
As I look at the empty wall,
Where the pictures of us hung,
When our favourite song played over the radio,
But I couldn't find that chanel anymore.
I walked over the same road,
I could no longer see the colourful houses,
Or the flaws in their lawns.
I could no longer feel the nervousness on my palm,
The sky's no longer cloudy and grey.
I wouldn't feel the pain of losing you,
If you didn't leave traces of you..
And its like you're gone,
Just gone,
With everything we were,
Everything I had,
Memories of you.

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