original song i wrote earlier today with the help of a friend playing guitar. i like this one.

when you told me i love you
i took your hand without virtue
you weren’t my type
you weren’t honest
i left my worries to perish

a week, a month, and a decade
we ran the world in a tirade
“i was happy” 
i whispered

i can’t muster pain
i kissed your hand
as we danced in the rain

i miss you every day
i try to tell myself
but i can’t remember your face

when you asked to be married to me
and if wanted one child or three
i sand songs of autumn and leaves
to the love and the dreams we conceived

years and decades and centuries passed
and this loneliness started to last
this is nothing
don’t overreact
just don’t overreact