Disappear.
You’re not as important when you disappear.
When you’ve been replaced by a pill.
The aid of your shoulder and arms is vacant with no appeal.
An empty space is the remnant of my soul on your passenger side.
Little did I expect to find that you would seek as I did hide.
The beaches aren’t as windy in the midwest like they are out there.
I keep pretending ocean winds are starting to play fair.
Carrying you further inland where I’d expect a deep decline.
I can’t say that I blame you, I’ve become your cancer of the mind.
Distance isn’t miles, it is memories anymore.
I’ve fiction in real life if I can think of you right here.
I know that it’s impossible yelling East to your deaf ears.
You wish I would let go but I can hardly wait to tell.
At least I made it worth when I put myself through hell.
Holding on to nothing but believing it with everything.
My lukewarm smile poses disengaging with a sting.
