Talking about her
in front of me...

Stop it is what i said
but you just carried on...

Why do they never listen
Stop pretending to care...

You seem to have become addicted
to a growing fascination...

I wish I could find the reasons why
these storms of silence...

Its a stormy afternoon
just like in my head...

How dare you deny the conversation
that unwound our intricate secrets...

I know you are not worth my thoughts or pain,
but there is always a shadow of you that remains...

I thought I could find myself
if I quietly crept back towards her protected...

Fresh strawberry jam
Made with love from Days Gone Bye...

I strayed away from my promise to myself
that never again would I risk the venture...

In the streets of words,
your old ones escape...