7/22/2008

the last time that she left
it was more than for the day
and I know we’ll never
feel or be the same
no matter how close we grow
or how far we move
it’s hard to save that bond
when the home we know is gone
turning hell into a happy house
spending hours without a breath
no food in our stomachs or a moments rest
took the worst and made it to the best

I wonder when it’ll finally hit
the love I’ve lost and the chances I’ve missed
the harshest nights that could have been
the best nights I have ever lived
if I’d only done more than lean
if only I had called you to me
begged you to never leave
this home that we made happy
this hell that we built
into something we will
hold onto until
we lose the strength to grip

I need to go if you aren’t coming home

I need to find a new place
to spend all my waking
efforts emotions and pains
expel all the thoughts
I have bottled up
from you
I need to find a new place
that I can feel safe
and as near to how good it felt
to come in late
and see your angry face
shift to a smile
when I smiled first

who’d have thought
it’s the smiles
that make this hurt