Category Archives: LOSS

Worn out Love

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There’s so much of me to give.
But there’s nothing else to give to you
That’s not to say I’ve nothing left to give
Plenty remains
You’ve just worn out your share
You never deserved it.
I only thought you did
I wanted you to deserve my Love
You have proven time after time that you are not worthy.
I continued pressing.
I WANTED YOU
why? I don’t know
We struck a cord, played a few good tunes
The more I get to know you?
I’ve seen through the façade
You put up a good front
The smoke and mirrors had my heart what it wanted to
The truth? I’ll just leave that to you
Perception is everything and I know all
I no longer believe in you.
We might see each other again.
We might hang out.
But I won’t have the same Love for you at all
What a shame
And it’s all your fault.

Slipping Away

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I lived out this song. Although I thought I was unaffected at the time; I came out worse for the wear. And I am now paying the price for Loving you. Yet and still I’m trying to figure out if I can do it again. If we can do it again….

Slipping away, your love is, slipping away
For a while
What can I do to change your mind
Talk it back for me
Slipping away, your love is, slipping away
For a while
I see it in your eyes
And in your voice
Remember, the times we had
Before it all went south
And fell apart

Oh, slipping away, you love is slipping away from me
What can I do to change your mind
Talk it back for me late
Yeah, don’t you trip, yeah

Slipping away, your love, slipping away
What can I do to change your mind
Hide back from it lady,
Remember, the times we had
Oh the nights we’ve shared alone
All the life we showed for something
Something, something,
Oh don’t leave me alone,
Don’t leave me alone
I be missing you baby, ehe
Yeah baby, oh baby, don’t go
Oh baby don’t go, don’t go
Oh baby, oh, don’t go.

The xx – I Miss You (Beyonce cover)

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came out on Love Day (2/14) how did I miss it? It’s so much better than the OG.

and this version captures MY feels better. . .

I thought that things like this get better with time
But I still need you, why is that?
You’re the only image in my mind
So I still see you, around

I miss you, like everyday
Wanna be with you, but you’re away
Said I miss you, missing you insane
But if I got with you, could it feel the same

The words don’t ever seem to come out right
But I still mean them, why is that?
It hurts my pride to tell you how I feel
But I still need to, why is that?

I miss you, like everyday
Wanna be with you, but you’re away
I said I miss you, missing you insane
But if I got with you, could it feel the same

It don’t matter who you are
It is so simple, a feeling
But it’s everything
No matter who you love
It is so simple, a feeling
But it’s everything

I miss you, like everyday
Wanna be with you, but you’re away
I said I miss you, missing you insane
But if I got with you, could it feel the same

It don’t matter who you are
It is so simple, a feeling
But it’s everything
No matter who you love
It is so simple, a feeling
But it’s everything

Precursor

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Still thinkin bout you. Still can’t quite grasp as to why this continues to take place
Insanity awaits. Lurking at every corner. Masking itself in every thought
you. You. YOU! I can’t seem to escape. Certainly nothing to embrace
Zero contact. I gain nothing from refrain. I gain nothing in exchanges. Lose-lose-lose.
How can it be that everything changes while everything stays the same?

Universal Magnetic

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Seems like whenever we talk (face to face STOP! *breaks it down to Daft Punk* ok. Ummm. Or on the phone), WE TALK! We get calm and comfortable and we seem to want to talk about everything. Like we are being pulled together [to.get.her] by some force. We’ve always been perfect in moments. Longevity is the problem. Seems the universe won’t allow us to be great. Just in tiny spaces that are infinite. I cannot accept this. I will not. It’s not enough. Never was…

(un)finished

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I wish you knew the truth

I wish I could tell you how I really feel.

I wish I could rewrite history where We win

Can’t go back.

Can’t move forward.

Limbo.

Purgatory?

The book is about ready to close on our story.

Unfinished

So many unfinished stories

My library is filled with them

I keep starting

Never can seem to finish.

That’s how my story will end.

Just like all the others. . .

Again? Yup…

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I think I’ve supposed this more than a few time. It seems to always find it’s way back to relevance in my life. Is that bad? I hope not. With the events a few months back I probably should’ve threw it up sooner but I guess I’ve been internalizing a lot. Not mention trying to make sense of it all. The only answer is to destroy it all and rebuild from scratch. I wonder who will still be around when the smoke clears and the dust settles.