you don't even affect me all that much, all i feel with the lack of your self in the room is a dull ache in my tummy that has nothing to do with hunger. it isn't even a sharp pain, you don't even affect me all that much.
i used to listen to all the songs you sent, i had a playlist with your name as the title. now the tracks are separated and each alone in different playlists, and the ones i don't like i have even deleted, and i only listen to one track at a time on repeat. you don't even affect me all that much.
the nights are bearable and i sleep well eat well laugh often sing sometimes, i have begun not holding my breath and squinting my eyes shut every time the bus passes your stop. you don't even affect me all that much.
you are no longer all of my world, you are no longer in my world, you are no longer here
you are no longer here, and
this
is why,
i am not in love.
you, you don't
even
affect
me
all, that. much.
Monday, September 14, 2009
this is why i am not in love
Posted by b at 1:21 AM
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