1.20.04

[insipidyouth]

T.D

Face to face with a picture of a man
A man who I used to look in the eyes when alive
It was far too painful, to say goodbye, I said goodbye
The night news delivered I'm not ashamed to confess cried

Let those tears, roll down your cheek
Screamed for hours it seemed
She stopped by between card hands
Affording me a disquieting comfort
Offers made in passing, her sympathy my dream

Take us back to January and un-do the crime
You may be their lord and savior but you were never mine

The worst anniversaries are the one's where you cry
Talking in a meaningless direction, to a vacant sky
They you try to smile when you fondly remember a twinkle in his eye

It's hard to communicate the magnitude, without speaking to you
I hope you realize the loss was great, the wounds not forgotten

Is it better to burn out or to fade away
I still think of you burning that day
Maybe the good one's go, but never really die
But the number's couldn't lie, but didn't prove a thing to me
I knew upon the first time I remember
You letting me know you loved him
Forever 20th, heart father be still

r.i.p
1.20.04