Remembering a painful time and feeling alone in it. Sometimes the past isn't in the past. |
Today was normal It was the same day millions of others had today, and before today And so had I The alarm went off hours before I wanted Work went on hours longer then I wanted Come home The house is a mess. You didn’t do the dishes... again Normal I went on, never thinking, never remembering Looking for a shirt to wear, I have to do laundry Reach in the back There it is The green shirt, the one I wore, that night, when you, you walked hand in hand with Her And I’m back Two years ago and I’m back there In the parking lot, with my supper in a grocery bag, looking at you, walking with Her And I cry Why does this come back to me so strongly? Why can’t the past stay in the past? Lie, cry, die, why, that is the way Why You have forgotten, you never think, you don’t know Why should you? You weren’t the one with your heart open, bleeding, dead You think it’s in the past, over, done You think it's over, so I should forget Forget, forget, forget The word has lost all meaning It’s two years later for you, but I’m still there You don't know It's not that easy, you don't know that... Forgiving is easy... forgetting is harder. |