Pope Alexander
My brain, would never let me forget you
It's not like you're lingering
It's more like your haunting
If there was lacuna
I wonder if I would delete you
Just because I know you wouldn't need to
At times it feels like
I'm, pushed against the wall
At the back of your mind
Why don't you ask any questions?
Do you really not care now?
Do you just talk about resteraunts
And the names you barely know?
I try to make myself not care
But at night you are still there
You might be a chapter in my life
But you're still the star of my dreams
I see the ones I love suck up
I see the boundries of politeness
I see my fist getting clenched
As I aim for my bed
And I spend the night beating the shit out of my mattress
My brain, would never let me forget you
It's not like you're lingering
It's more like your haunting
