I can't sleep, these images weigh heavy in my head . My brain get's weak sometimes and can't hold them off . When I' m all alone at night I miss your company and every memory of you laying by my side. Then I can't help but get angry because you left me . I could sugar coat it and say it was mutual but it wasn't . What will you think when your next birthday comes along, will you remember the cake I brought you or that I did my best to celebrate the significance of your birthday ? Will you remember my effort or how I made you feel ? I crave to know that I was someone special in your life not just another notch on someone's belt . Sometimes I miss the sex because I swear it was the best . I've never been so comfortable with somebody that I could orgasm 99% of the time . Maybe that is the glue that holds me to you . It was oxytocin . I mean come on when in doubt there is always some scientific explanation for everything right . I'd like to think somewhere down there road you'll regret not being with me someday . I know there is no going back now time has lead it's course . So I must be moving on now. Despite the still images that are captured forever in my mind time will go by and just like picture's they'll get stored away somewhere in my mind . I'll dig them up someday but until then I still conjure the images just to get another glimpse of you and how you made me feel . One day I'll dig the Polaroid's of you up to show my kids and reminiscence on what love is .
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Polaroids of You
I can't sleep, these images weigh heavy in my head . My brain get's weak sometimes and can't hold them off . When I' m all alone at night I miss your company and every memory of you laying by my side. Then I can't help but get angry because you left me . I could sugar coat it and say it was mutual but it wasn't . What will you think when your next birthday comes along, will you remember the cake I brought you or that I did my best to celebrate the significance of your birthday ? Will you remember my effort or how I made you feel ? I crave to know that I was someone special in your life not just another notch on someone's belt . Sometimes I miss the sex because I swear it was the best . I've never been so comfortable with somebody that I could orgasm 99% of the time . Maybe that is the glue that holds me to you . It was oxytocin . I mean come on when in doubt there is always some scientific explanation for everything right . I'd like to think somewhere down there road you'll regret not being with me someday . I know there is no going back now time has lead it's course . So I must be moving on now. Despite the still images that are captured forever in my mind time will go by and just like picture's they'll get stored away somewhere in my mind . I'll dig them up someday but until then I still conjure the images just to get another glimpse of you and how you made me feel . One day I'll dig the Polaroid's of you up to show my kids and reminiscence on what love is .