Twelve Month Long Goodbye

Venus is speaking, mars is silent

Where is the man I can't let go of?

Why was he so able to let me go?

Orion is on fire, a plane passing by is turned red by its glow

Attachment feels like love,

Tears flow and still the pain remains

Still trees, fast cars on the midnight highway

The night is empty of warmth; full of old ghosts

I feel like one of them

Courtyard lights are looking fuzzy

My resolve to leave him behind is flimsy

Life without him seems dim

Somewhere buried deep is the woman who can move on

I can't seem to find a shovel to save her

Or maybe I just don't want to move on

Maybe I am hurt that you were able to so easily

Maybe I shouldn't give myself so much credit

Maybe you never loved me as you said

Maybe maybe maybe

Maybe will never satisfy

Sleep comes to comfort

Dreams come to inspire

Tomorrow she is freed