Somedays, all I think about is you and about us The ways we took and the roads that had turned; Somedays I beat myself up and try to push you out of my mind I try and pretend to put up a brave fight And it's been like this for quite some time.
The once favourite songs make me smash cups lately I'm getting bad all over again; My hands are shaking and the needles stuck into my skull are rattling feverishly, I bleed on empty canvases and try calling it art I run in old places and try calling it being braver I still keep that one blank page in my heart For a 'just in case' you want to come back in.
I hate it when you look me in the eye at times I hate it when we cross paths in the odd number of days; I hate it that I've to fold up myself so that I don't fall out of place I hate it when I see you and have to turn away I hate it that I can't find the strength in me to say goodbye to that phase
Somedays I urge God to hurry and take you out of my heart Somedays I chalk it upto where two intersecting lines are bound to drift apart In and out of these terrible emotions, I'm still learning to take steady steps I'm still trying trying not to fall into heaps of uncontrollable sobs and creating a mess of myself.
Oh why can't you see it already? I'm trying and I'm trying to get my head straight about this I'm always ready with a whipper in my hand whenever I feel the thought of you creeping in So why don't you just see it yet? I can goodbye to everyone out there But not you. Just not you.
You see, heartbreak is another illusion just like love, do you feel your heart breaking, do you see it, the parts? you may feel heartbreak as a metaphor, but does your heart really breaks? does it? have you ever saw your pieces down on the floor? have you?
You see, heartbreak is a metaphor, a poetic metaphor, just like love. because your heart never breaks, how can a broken organ feel too much, too completely, tell me is this possible?
You see, this all is an illusion, reality is different, your heart never breaks, maybe, it opens a little, maybe, it was locked before, maybe, love opens the doors of your heart, it allows you to feel a little too much, maybe, you blame love for heartbreak, because maybe you cannot love, love?
Maybe love and heartbreak they both are metaphors, that is why you cannot see them, you can only feel them. -sakshi