Pain so close to home, still we could not feel.
Anxiety demands to be heard, despair screams to be felt, my sanity hangs in the balance. Will the monster return for the kill?
Because so often the words that touch your soul will make a permanent home in the part of your brain that stays up late at night, remembering the charmingly dysfunctional moments that make up your unique life.
I’m homesick for a place
That no longer exists
Netflix, wine and pizza
And you in your A&F sweats
Us up all night talking about nothing in jest
My favorite place in the world to be
Hollywood dreams on TV, but the reality of you and me
I haven’t thought about you. Since the last time I thought about you.
We’ve got liquid courage
Our own charming delusions
To get us through the night
Don’t break your own heart
By looking back
Let it go
Nothing is meant to last.