Sunday, August 29, 2010
another sometimes
sometimes your song would play out of the blues on my ipod,
and everything would come back,
everything, except you.
sometimes when i go out i would meet the people you know,
the people who are very close to you,
smile at them and say hi,
and everything would come back,
everything, except you
sometimes i spend the night in places i don't recognize,
doing things that i would forget of doing the next day,
thinking about how i would spend the nights with you, if you were still here,
and everything would come back,
everything, except you
sometimes i walk around aimlessly at night,
and somehow find myself in a room
where the tv is turned on to a soccer match,
and everything would come back,
everything, except you.
sometimes i wake up smiling in the morning,
and read the text messages from friends on my phone,
and smile,
and then everything would come back,
everything, except you
sometimes i dream about you,
every night i realize that i just wasted another dream on you,
and then everything would come back,
everything, except you
you always find a way to get to me.
but please do tell me love,
why i still can't find away to leave when you have already left a million sometimes ago
i love you most ardently, 11:48 PM.
