Everyone knows how these stories end
But sometimes it’s a different take.
Sometimes it’s hard to pretend.
I wish for once not to bare this
To bare the pain that never really ends.
A story that everyone thinks they can predict.
A story that has a different end.
Sure you’ll forget about him tomorrow.
Sure it’ll all just go away.
Sure time will make it easier.
These are things I don’t know how you can say.
What about the space he left empty.
What about the space that just can’t be filled in.
What about the holes in my endless days.
What about the memories that once made me grin.
I won’t forget that by tomorrow.
I won’t look past it with time.
I won’t be able to look him in the face.
I won’t accept what should be a crime.
Why did I just let it all happen.
When I knew inside myself what was wrong.
Why did I just stand by and watch it.
When I reused to acknowledge it all along.
I really don’t know if he’s sorry.
I really don’t know if there’s pain.
I don’t care to ask him what he would have done.
If he knew how his family would slain.
So now there’s a new house to fill up with memories.
There’s a new car to make new tracks.
There’s a new date to find a new husband
New scars to fix what the still-new one lacks.
I wish for once not to bare thi
To bare the pain that never really ends.
A story that everyone thinks they can predict.
A story that has a different end.
