Over
Staring at the clock
Watching the time go by
You sneak into my mind
I remember the first time we said hi
I start to think about your eyes
And then your slightly crooked smile
I do this every night
Asking myself if I should dial
I imagine the conversation
What we could possibly say
I try to muster up the courage
To get this out of the way
I don't want to sit in bed
And cry all night long
Sick and tired of thinking about
The numerous things that went wrong
I lay down
And a single thought begins to hover
I finally realize
The word "us" is truly over
Copyright © Rehnesha Santos | Year Posted 2015
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