January 8, 2009

Ghosts

He went crazy at Seventeen
Said he’d lost all his self esteem
And couldn’t understand why he was crying

He would stare at empty chairs
Think of the ghosts that once sat there
The ghosts who broke his heart.
All the ghosts that broke my heart

He says ‘I’m so lost,
Not at all well’
Do as though there is nothing left to be
Turned out I’d been following him and he’d been following me
Do as though after it was over
We were just two lovers crying on each others shoulders
And i said

"Lover please do not
Fall to your knees
It’s not
Like I believe in
Everlasting love




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