poem

cold

The snow continues to fall, while I’m inside

hurting like Hell because you haven’t called.

I’m wondering if you ever really cared at all.

I can finally stop playing the fool

who thought we would always be together.

I’ve been through enough cold weather

and heart ache.

Stuck on You

Maybe one day I’ll finally get good at getting over you

But until then I’ll have another drink while I listen to another song that reminds me of you

I’ll drive by your house again and read through old phone conversations

Oh cause one day you wont cross my mind

But until then I’m still at this bar, stuck on you

I imagine hearing your name and not giving it a second thought

There will be no floods of memories that have to be fought

No ache in my heart nor tears in my eyes

You’ll be gone and I’ll have moved on

But until then I’m still at this bar, stuck on you.