the water is calm
my feet walk at a steady pace back here, but my heart is running ahead to get onto this paper, like so many other nights
the river is flowing gently
but under the bridge there are waves.
My dreams crash against those rocks.
My legs have to take the ramp back up to my dorm.
It can't handle the stairs cause it feels like its been holding the weight of that bridge for weeks
I challenge anyone in this world to make me feel like I'm over u.
I feel like I'm just about 100% sure that you were the best thing in my life, and now your gone.
Part of me wants to just jump in my car and drive to your house.
Knock on the back door like I have so many late nights before.
But I remember the first one the most.
Blood on my shirt, tears in my eyes
but the second I saw the look in your face;
I knew I was home.
I'd ask you to just tell me how the fuck I can get over you.
Get over it all.
It's like you were the foundation of all the good real things in my life growing up.
But when it ended, before I could start to take down that foundation, the concrete was poured.
Now my love is trapped behind a stone wall, and it's only memories are of you.
I've tried everything to take that wall down, but its like breaking down the security system at Fort Knox.
It's just not going to happen.
Some will always try though.
Shotguns have two bullets for people like you and me.
Or for the people I thought we were.
If one dies, the other one will two.
All with one pull of the trigger.
It's fuck up to some, it's love to others.
There's not a pill, shrink, heart, hand, mind, drug, place, song, letter, word, memory, job, life, dream, hobby, or friend that can make me get over you.
Your grave has already been dug for you.
My heart is sitting in their patiently waiting.
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