Wednesday, August 10, 2016

Breakup Chronicles

Breakup Chronicles

Don’t return the gifts
Just keep them
I already know how this goes
You’ll return the things
I’ll burn them
I’ve been through this before

I’ll see you at some parties
Won’t stand to see your face
Pray for your death
But all the while
Wish you were at my place

Then months go by
I talk to friends
I slowly get over you
I stand on stage
You look away
The things that I’ve been through

I’m swarmed by fans
My name is known
Who’d thought I’d be this man
You look away
And keep your distance
Afraid of who I am

But why should I
Rub it in
The process is done by June
I’m not who I
Used to be
Do you regret leaving so soon?

So the final steps are here
Where you barely
Cross my mind
You remind me to love
My loved ones now
My life these days is fine

So the moral of the story
Is to never regret a love
If you love them
When they’re there with you
Don’t miss them when they’re gone

- K.S. Fort

From, "Everything : Creative Chaos "

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