My Love

Jul 10, 2022

My Love

One day, I just gave up.
I thought this thing wasn’t for me.
The only friend that I could count on,
that made me speak, hear, and see.

The piano stands covered in dust.
My fingers still bleed.
My head’s filled with rust.
You’ve turned into a stranger.

Do you still think about me
even when my back is turned?
It has been a long and lonely year.
Where did those songs come from?
Why did they have to disappear?

Closer than the salt to the sea.
We shared our secrets, you and me.
The ivory felt like silk,
like it wasn’t even there.

Now it’s all just heavy.
One dead elephant.
The song of life.

I won’t give up.
I see you every day,
looking at me,
begging me to play.

Grab my chest!
Rip out my heart!
I must be obsessed.
We’ll never part.

So here I sit.
Lonely and blue.
Finger on the trigger.
Dreaming of you.

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