Falling Out
Day 1, I looked back... A few footsteps from here Not too far yet not too near Still, I don't understand how How I can look at you now And still not see you. Day 2, I tried to tell you... You listened but weren't paying attention Bodies intertwined as souls fought to repel Still, I don understand one minor thing How could you be so calm As it stormed on all realms of our love? Day 3, I wrote it down Every bit of hurt, every bit of pain, I let ink and paper be the judge of character My face leaked droplets of devotion Cleansing my soul of addiction It's a good sign, isn't it? Day 4, I walked towards the door but my feet glued themselves to your floor couldn't move a muscle, I couldn't flinch, but effortlessly let my thoughts wander, My muscles tensed, and I'm giving up. Wait, is this the end? But it can't be. Right? Day 5 I'm still breathing Pumping air into a lifeless doll morning sunshine yet I'm a darkened s...