the mend

These words are devoid of the song you leave them lacking
They come together to form the pieces picked up from saving
All that ended up so bad
And they’ve taken all I had
Can I give it back?

These days are spent saving the mornings from the evenings
I jump in puddles and piles of clover to keep you scent
From taking over
It’s such a familiar place
That I still see your face.

Loved your detergent scented clothes
Your shoulder was my home
At 2 am I’d run blinded
And stumble to your door
Can you sweep me up once more?
Please, I need you again
To make me understand
To help this hurt heart mend.
I’m broken on the floor.

These nights are spent trapped in memories I’ve been saving
I keep my calm but really I want to be ranting and raving for
The days that I once knew
The ones I spent with you
I promise that’s the truth

These times I reminiscence with cheap wine and my emotional mind
Like lonesome trains rolling by to a new time, a sunrise
And leaving tracks behind
Don’t’ know why my cheeks aren’t dry
I never cry
Except when I call out your name in the night

Loved your detergent scented clothes
Your shoulder was my home
At 2 am I’d run blinded
And stumble to your door
Can you sweep me up once more?
I need your love again
To make me understand
To help my changed heart mend.
I’m broken on the floor.