I turned it over in my mind so much it doesn't hurt
anymore like a bruise when you press it
for so long it still has that dull ache but it doesn't
really really really hurt,
I thought about you so much for so long I got sick
of it I wanted to tell you things
I did not want to know you again
I got up and moved on and away,
One year ago last month I couldn't imagine being away
from any of you, we shared everything
like brothers,
we shared pills and money, we could split them in half,
I remember how much we used to talk.
I don't really talk to anyone anymore
that's a lie. I talk to a lot of people
but the feeling just isn't there anymore since you went away
the jailed up heart sweet blindly following big eyed
kind of person I was just blurred a little bit into
something a lot more Stressed often big sighs i-know-how-to-handle-money
kind of person. Here I am.