I hand you my heart as it hangs from my sleeve

I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m in love with the past

that everything that was supposed to be, just couldn’t last

I tell you that my heart is cold and my soul is numb

and that what we once had, well, was just me being dumb

I try to tell you things that I don’t really believe

As I hand you my heart, as it hangs from my sleeve

I continue to rant about my love for the past

and the way it all rushed by far too fast

I was in love with THAT time of life not really you

I don’t want to be cruel but then maybe I do

For there were times yourself, when you weren’t very nice

and you came back to hurt me not just once but now twice!

So I’ve come back to hurt you first, here instead

And ask you nicely to get the hell OUT of my head!

Keri London 2015 ©

To Not Know Where You Went…

Some days I can wake up and…

you won’t be the first thing on my mind

 

But slowly, as my day begins,

you are there as my heart rewinds

I still can’t go a whole day,

but now I can go several hours,

without my heart feeling  as if it’s been

scraped upon the ground

I don’t look for you as I once did,

But I don’t need to, you’re always there

Though I don’t wander through your life anymore

It’s not because I don’t care.

I just had to find my way back to my life now

to find a way to let go somehow….

Sometimes it’s harder to catch my breath

as your memory fills my head like a scent

And other times it is like a relief

just to not know where you went.

Keri…