The last one that I loved
by Liana Hanokaee The one I put up all above When I try to think of another Adam Gd knows it’s hard for me to fathom I can’t seem to get one thought out fully You can say my lines are bullies My tears act in the same way They chase each other down as if one another are prey I’ve been told to treat time as my best friend But do you remember just how far you’d bend? To talk to me when you really had to sleep See, instead of counting them, you realized you weren’t a sheep Maybe you are someone's nice and proper son, Never like the blind with all senses but one You held me to high standards like you do to all around Then one day you left not making a sound My house felt so empty, nobody had won I’d hope you’d realize no arguments are worse than one The bullies of tears fill my glass some days I hate that I pray you’re doing better than okay