ChasingLaci

How can a broken heart feel suddenly so heavy

We used to run through it, Crossing the street from the bar, And find shelter from it to share a cigarette.

You called yesterday, But it wasn't enough. You said you wanted me there, You wish I were closer. I died at the thought.

A blank stare is a good look on you Then again, anything is. That's the trouble with boys like you You're not a dime a dozen,

As you leave All I’ve achieved Is another failed attempt to stop you.