At times i miss her,so unbearable it hurts.
i feel like a fledgling duck,trying to find his way out of the shell
but to no avail.
Ive failed in love,like I have in life.
nothing to show but a few scribbled poems and music i made a while ago
no more friends,she was the last one.
her name speaks volume to my torn down soul
so unimaginably intoxicated by each others presence
then a year later,its gone with little to no explination
from either of us.
its not right? you know? if you love somthing let it go...i guess
i see my future as an angry sad old man
working until i have everything,with out a single thing of worth
alone on a rooftop downing gin and inhaling my marlboro
ill pray our sun supernovas