“It’s like forgetting the words to your favorite song”

 

Sometimes its harder to hold on
and if i keep my eyes open long enough
I know there can’t be sleep,
and I don’t remember when I cant find sleep,
Sometimes its hard to breathe
when I know there isn’t any time left
and I recount all these memories
as those that I’ve lost;
Sometimes this is fair--
to forget
and I’d like to think I’m fair
where this is concerned.
Sometimes it’s hard to let go
I retrace my steps in my mind
all the words that were left unsaid--
sometimes those were the best left unheard.
Because sometimes it’s harder to hold on.

 

Sometimes, I get a “writer’s block” and words don’t come as easy as my thoughts.

I have a woman crush.