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I wonder....
Why I wake daily....
Nothing makes sense.
Nothings made sense since October '22.
I know where I went wrong.
Been doing so much searching within myself I even know why I did the stupid things I did.
I'll never get to correct my mistakes.
I'll never get to keep trying to make it better.
That tank song....can't let it show....
It's hard to listen to it.
You were my soulmate.
I've never felt like I belonged anywhere or with anyone the way I did with you.
I know I messed up.
I feel it everyday I don't get the privilege to be in your presence.
I thought writing would help....
I was wrong about that too.
It never leaves. Never goes away.
That knot in my stomach.
The heartache.
Headache.
The tears.
The lump in my throat.
The loneliness of being without you.
I see you when I close my eyes.
Can't listen to music anymore.
It all sounds like garbage.
You were my song.
You were my colors.
You were my lifeline.
You still are.
I fade to black like the ending scene of a movie.
There are no colors here.
There's no music.
There's no love.
The smile is painted on.
Just like the jokers.
And just like that....
I disappear like vapors.
But...these are my consequences.
No more mami.
No more love.
Why I wake daily....
Nothing makes sense.
Nothings made sense since October '22.
I know where I went wrong.
Been doing so much searching within myself I even know why I did the stupid things I did.
I'll never get to correct my mistakes.
I'll never get to keep trying to make it better.
That tank song....can't let it show....
It's hard to listen to it.
You were my soulmate.
I've never felt like I belonged anywhere or with anyone the way I did with you.
I know I messed up.
I feel it everyday I don't get the privilege to be in your presence.
I thought writing would help....
I was wrong about that too.
It never leaves. Never goes away.
That knot in my stomach.
The heartache.
Headache.
The tears.
The lump in my throat.
The loneliness of being without you.
I see you when I close my eyes.
Can't listen to music anymore.
It all sounds like garbage.
You were my song.
You were my colors.
You were my lifeline.
You still are.
I fade to black like the ending scene of a movie.
There are no colors here.
There's no music.
There's no love.
The smile is painted on.
Just like the jokers.
And just like that....
I disappear like vapors.
But...these are my consequences.
No more mami.
No more love.
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