You know I loved the sound of your voice
You know I loved the smell of you

But no matter how hard I try to remember
I can't hear your voice
I can't remember your scent

It's like I can hear my mind saying "move on"
And "quit playing this game"
This game of trying to remember
This game of old

Like remembering his voice
Remembering his scent
Like remembering would bring him back
Bring him back to you,
Back to you from the darkness,
From the darkness,
The darkness where you reside



© BrokenStillBreaking



Sat, July 6th 9:28 PM 2024