this one is about how music gets ruined by the people you're no longer with.
this one counts seconds between moments.
this one desperately dresses wounds with logical statements.
this one only makes sense to the person who says it, until someone else, understands.
this one is here just to fill all the space that's left.
this is one you hear everyday.
this one is six words long.
this one, hates the last one.
this, is the sentence you still haunt.
f
9:28 PM
said i'm okay,
but i know how to lie.
