you look right through me
like i'm a ghost of your past
haunting your memories
& clouding any chance of a future with you.
(i sigh like a whisper and pray this won't last.)
you always talk so slow
saying the things you think
i don't know...
but babe,
jokes on you.
I know, I know we're through.
So just go ahead & go...
if i could claw my way out
of this web of lies i've spun
i'd tell you exactly what i've done
if i could climb out of this pit as deep as my scars run
then maybe you'd see that all along
i was the only one.
2.26.2016
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