words keep going on even when you are gone.
Like a light left gone at night when you fell asleep as soon as your head hit the pillow.
You are like a song everything that has or will be said will be remembered and memorized until something else comes along and replaces it.
To feel like the weight of what you are is crushing me sometimes would be an understatement.
The feeling of you words is like a hand that keeps choking you only to give you a little bit of time to catch your breath before the process starts up all over again.
You are my weakness and yet I have no desire to go near you right now even if I know seeing you won’t be the end of me now.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes