They leave.. but never in our memories
we are left to labor through memories, second-guessing ourselves if we are up to par with the relationships we had with them
Are we honoring them.. is it enough
Amidst a silky layer of tears covering the nakedness of our eyes
we the living have it hard
Everyone woman i date is, in hindsight, an attempt to find you ..only that among the living
Spontaneous, heavy, sophisticated, straightforward
I second guess, should i have done more?
Three years, Never healed.
Truly, we have it harder
I have combed through facebook for RIP messages, your pics.. its insane; I am insane
what if you lived a few more years; would it still be sweet as i picture it were?
or would i be not worthy of your love and attention
I know, i do know how to furk it up
we are left to labor through memories, second-guessing ourselves if we are up to par with the relationships we had with them
Are we honoring them.. is it enough
Amidst a silky layer of tears covering the nakedness of our eyes
we the living have it hard
Everyone woman i date is, in hindsight, an attempt to find you ..only that among the living
Spontaneous, heavy, sophisticated, straightforward
I second guess, should i have done more?
Three years, Never healed.
Truly, we have it harder
I have combed through facebook for RIP messages, your pics.. its insane; I am insane
what if you lived a few more years; would it still be sweet as i picture it were?
or would i be not worthy of your love and attention
I know, i do know how to furk it up