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by Sparklylipgloss Oct 9, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
I look down the road that lies ahead. Not remembering one word that was said. Everything I look at doesnt seem the same. Everything I once said no longer holds a name. An image of your face is the only thing I hold near. The image of the day I want to forget is all that comes in clear. Why did you hold on for so long. Let me sing my saddest song.. The photograph is something I want to forget. But I cant let go, not just yet. Do not bother to write.. I can pretend that I am alright.. Now I look back and think, we had a little less than that. I become a little more than lonely.