Coffee With a Dead Girl
Drowning in Memories: A Poetic Journey of Love and Loss
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You looked good
You appeared attractive.
In your dress
You looked good in your dress.
And I know I looked
I seemed a bit upset.
A little bit upset
Of course they didn't get your makeup right
Your makeup was not done correctly.
And every picture in the room was crooked
All pictures in the room were crooked.
Everybody was crying about the heat
People were complaining about the heat.
Your eyes were sunken in
Your eyes looked tired and sunken.
It left me drowning all my sorrows
I felt overwhelmed by my sorrows.
With the water that's been spilling from this sink
I'm left dealing with the aftermath.
We're broke again
We are financially struggling again.
So I can't buy you roses till next week
I can't afford to buy you roses until next week.
I'm sorry that I tend to be so late
I apologize for my habitual lateness.
And I'm haunted
I'm haunted by thoughts of you in my dreams.
By you in my dreams
Without you
Life lacks meaning without you.
I don't wanna be awake
I don't want to be awake without you.
It figures
It's expected.
Your parents kicked me out
Your parents expelled me from the basement.
Of the basement where we used to stay
Our previous living space.
I guess it's their way of grieving
They are grieving in their own way.
I found a park bench down the way
I found a park bench to reflect.
And I've been writing down
I'm documenting your sayings.
All the little things that you used to say
This motivation helps me cope
This process helps me deal with the situation.
And I'm trying to get over this
I'm trying to move on.
And lying in the clover gives my soul a place to lay
Lying in the clover provides solace.
I'm not broken I'm just
I'm not shattered; I'm patiently waiting.
Waiting for the day that I can fall asleep
Waiting for the day when I can rest peacefully.
In suits that I could never afford
In expensive suits beyond my means.
And every dance is precious
Every dance is valuable.
And I'm in agony
I'm in emotional pain.
I'm just wishing you were
Tripping over my two left feet
I wish you were here, even if I stumble.
We're broke again
We are financially struggling again.
So I can't buy you roses till next week
I can't afford to buy you roses until next week.
I'm sorry that I tend to be so late
I apologize for my habitual lateness.
And I'm haunted
I'm haunted by thoughts of you in my dreams.
By you in my dreams
Without you
Life lacks meaning without you.
I don't wanna be awake
I don't want to be awake without you.
Wide awake, yeah
Completely awake.
And now we're home
We are home now.
And every James Dean looking guy
Every seemingly attractive guy in town is unsettling.
In this town's a fucking creep
It's time to move on.
I guess it's time to go
But I've still got room
I still have space in my life for both of us.
In this front seat for two
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