It's like a painful friendship
One you want to keep, but just can't
It's a familiar song, a forgotten card
It's a storm while driving
It is the single most thing you cannot explain
A love so lost that it cannot be found
Not even in another form
A stranger awaits you
But the familiar face stares you down
You can't help, but wonder
You think, What if?
A cold, harsh reality beats on your heart
And you wash your face in the present
Hoping the past's lingering stench disappears
With the memories you've buried so deeply away
You cannot touch them
Unless he draws them out of your brain
Like a cat to a saucer of milk
He sheds his skin and melts back into that same man
The man you knew before and dances his dance
Before your eyes so that you may know
He once loved you.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
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