le temps apporte l’oubli

There are days
When I want to slap you across the face,
Just as hard as you hit me with the truth;
The curveball, the truth that precedes all lies–
but I don’t.
There are days
When I want to be so near to you,
Flirt with the idea of your skin against mine;
Tell you, you mean nothing to me–
but I don’t.
There are days
When I wish you’d come back,
Tell me you’d never leave again;
Making me hope and wait again–
but I won’t.
There are days
When I almost call,
Ask you, is it true;
Am I just a wall you’d bounce off from—
but I won’t.
There are days
When I latch on to anything,
To distract my mind, my heart;
Afraid you won’t come back if you see me doing fine—
Oh but I do, I do.

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