Remember in the cold night that it was just a dream and the chilled waking doesn’t mean anything but the start of another day

Remember in the quiet night that it took twenty years for

I’m waiting for someone special

To become

I guess not

And as far as that’s concerned

My mind playing tricks on the line again

Because I’m not the only one

Keeps coming back and I’ve been hacked

By society

To think that I can’t just move on from something because that makes it less important but

There’s a realist who knows that there’s just no way

I’m not good enough for him

That’s why I know I’m not good enough for you

Swinging misses out of my league

But remember in the creaking cold quiet

That it’s been a year now.

It seems I can get away with it

But I wish I wouldn’t

It’s so quiet

I almost wish I missed the noise

But the ringing in my ears

Is far preferable

I still wish you were here

That you’d open up just a little bit

That I could properly apologise

That I

I don’t want to ruin it

I never did.

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