Something About The Way

There’s something about the way you left.

The way I feel my heart in my throat every time.
Trips down memory lane make me choke.
Skin raw from failed attempts at scratching away guilt.
Scratch till I bleed, there’s no real solution.

There’s something about the way you left.

I don’t think I can accept any reason thrown my way.
I wish things were the way they used to be.
Nothing happens for a reason, everything is cause and effect.
I miss nothing, I miss everything.

There’s something about the way you left.
I hate you for this; I love you for everything else.

© Copyright July 2009

4 thoughts on “Something About The Way

  1. Woah. You make me cry. God damn- I feel the same way and then you write it )’:
    You got me all ga-ga. Thanks for writing that.

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