Aftermath – by S.W || Thrilling…||
By S. W.
I still have sand in my sweater from nights we don’t remember. Every one I do right does me wrong so on lonely nights I sing this song.I hate that I love u.
It’s a secret love affair with my pillow that has been going on for far too long than I want talk about.I cheat on all my lovers with it but it’s kind to me. It dries out before I am back. Even the tears know they sell me out.
If I tried to love you it must end badly. It’s true but hard to accept disappointment,lower points for reality than expectations.
So when next i do laundry I will be sure to wash it all off. Play the music and turn the volume way up so loud my memories can shut their ears. Maybe then I won’t remember. Maybe then it won’t hurt so much
This is not who I am but its where I am.