Sometimes I’m better off not knowing
Better off not patching through
Better off not finding a way
to ever get to you
When what I only get
And only ever will
is the silence that
you said you’d never give
The free time
you said and swore you’d spend
The stories
you promised you would share
Call it cling
Call it an ache
But don’t pass the blame
It’s your mistake
When you start to miss me
The same way I did too
Don’t wait for me
to forget you too
Airah Writes 