9.12.11

One of those songs that sings of a painful truth.

Jump into your white mobile and run away,
You're always leaving me behind.
And I can think of a thousand reasons why,
I don't believe in you, I don't believe in you and I.

I'm not yours anymore,
I'm not yours anymore,
No, I'm not yours anymore,

I'm not yours anymore.


It's always a raw moment, when we realise how alone we are. Something happens and you turn to tell that person. But as my lips part, the words are caught in my throat. Because that person is no longer my person. 
How long does it take before the words become unstuck from my throat? How long until I cease to harbour this fear of choking? Does anyone ever teach you how to breathe easily once again?

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