Lines

Tiny particles of my brain remind me

To remain at great distance from the phone

That’s because I might call you

And tell you everything that I have been thinking

About how it was always you

And that you are the only one I have ever loved

Even each drop I bleed is in vain of your memory

While each drop I don’t is in anticipation of your return

So maybe it’s true

That I am still living my life for you

I wish that it wasn’t and I must contain how I feel because

You can never feel the same and you will

You will destroy me