my heart became a graveyard,
i don’t ever think time could heal
it belonged to the
echos of lost loves,
the forgotten memories.
darling it’s been years
and i’m still being
haunted by you,
i’m here among the living
loving a forgotten feeling
trying to find you still
in the eyes of other people.
i fear i always will.
i’m still loving
an echo of a memory
that time can’t touch.
–i fear that time can’t heal the heartbreak of you.
the city felt lonely. there was this sadness, an emptiness. my heart could feel the cold seeping in. as i walked the crowed street i went to reach for your hand, you weren’t there. i stopped dead in my tracks. you were a memory.
that’s all i had let of you, memories. there was nothing else, you took everything when you left. my heart was empty, and the city was home to all this heartbreak. as i walked the streets i was reminded of you. nothing else.
how could this city haunt me, how could it break my heart. how could i keep walking these streets, knowing they were leading me back to you.
–the city was home to my heartbreak. that’s where it’ll stay.
tash writes 