June 8
there must be a section within the folds of my brain that knows how to feel, maybe
i swear i was over many different things but they howl like wolves at midnight
my ears keep ringing with memories i have tried and tried again to lose
they come back as monsters, to eat my soul in my sleep
God. I thought for sure I would stop writing about you but the truth is i can’t i just can’t. even though you treated me like shit
a palm reader can detect your name carved into my hands
and i don’t even cross your mind
maybe i’m your sunshine but you take me for granted
and i,
i am a night owl so when the moon (that’s you) comes out i feel a strange comfort
except that comfort is gone and it’s like there’s a new moon every night
maybe it’s inaccurate to call it a moon
because there’s nothing in the sky. you left before you arrived
i should just accept that but i can’t.
Will, you please come back?
—maybe that wasn’t a misplaced comma.
i swear i was over many different things but they howl like wolves at midnight
my ears keep ringing with memories i have tried and tried again to lose
they come back as monsters, to eat my soul in my sleep
God. I thought for sure I would stop writing about you but the truth is i can’t i just can’t. even though you treated me like shit
a palm reader can detect your name carved into my hands
and i don’t even cross your mind
maybe i’m your sunshine but you take me for granted
and i,
i am a night owl so when the moon (that’s you) comes out i feel a strange comfort
except that comfort is gone and it’s like there’s a new moon every night
maybe it’s inaccurate to call it a moon
because there’s nothing in the sky. you left before you arrived
i should just accept that but i can’t.
Will, you please come back?
—maybe that wasn’t a misplaced comma.
♠ ♠ ♠
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