Endless Recovery

Recovering from a distance acquired by chance
you continue the dance away from his arms
cause he gave up on romance

you’re lost in a sea of desire and all you can see
Are his brown eyes
Promising endless nights of passion
but love’s gone out of fashion

Only silence sits on your empty seat
Silence. You’re beginning to get used to it.

The sickness closes in, forcing you to pause
you wanted to hold the bewildered child that he once was
But you bet he is fucking someone else instead
And you just can’t live with that despite what you said

And you gave him your heart on a platter
But you can’t complain , these were your constraints
Now things are different but it doesn’t matter

Only silence sits on your empty seat
Silence. You’re beginning to get used to it.

And you’re torn like a child whose parents want to split up
And you don’t have a clue how to sail on a land without maps

So you just pretend all is well in your world
And wake up in the night with a knot in your soul
Want to scream - didn’t you want the real deal ?
Should I just move right on never mind what I feel ?

Only silence sits on your empty seat
Silence. You’re beginning to get used to it.


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