| Woke up this morning, had a cup of coffee & lit a cigerette, had a wash looked into the mirror and realised I missed her, I walk around school with my friends, Laughing, Joking, slowly walking, getting slower by the second, A cold, unwelcoming gust blows right upside my face. She looks at me, she looks past me & I know she still sees me for who I am I remember the nights in front of the fireplace, late winter. The summer nights, staring up at the stars, looking down at the city lights. Illuminated for us. I get home, lye in bed till the city ushers in yet another cold unfriendly night, the return of the unwelcoming gust. I lye in bed, cigerette in hand, And I miss her. I miss her. |
| An ode to Nobody |
| I wrote this about my ex girl friend, I had a great deal of trouble letting go...even though I had to, I realised the only way to was embrace what I had lost, and to do that I wrote down what I felt everyday I wasn't with her. Smoke my lungs out and think about the times we used to spend and the memories we made, something I will never forget, ever. |