Try
I'm trying to listen,
to just listen to the music,
but all I hear is you,
whispering to me,
saying those sweet words,
the ones I now only hear in my dreams.
While I sleep
I see you
standing there,
telling me we can still be friends,
but that means nothing to me.
I try to hold back
the tears,
but all I do is cry
into my hands
running,
running away,
far away
to wherever there's nothing
to remind me
but there's no such place
so I'm trying,
trying so very hard
to just listen to the music.
Copyright © Kylie Routley | Year Posted 2009
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