You or Them

Sometimes I hear songs and remember why I love you 

Loved you

Sometimes I hear that song and remember how we both cried home silently that night 

Sometimes I hear a song and remember how I used to hear the tires against the road more clearly than the lyrics 

Sometimes I hear songs and wonder if you think about me when you hear them too 

Sometimes I hear the words meet in verses and replay how your lips use to softly harmonize with the lyrics 

Sometimes I turn the radio off because somehow so many more songs became more relevant 

Some songs don't sound the same 

Some songs don't seem the same 

Some songs have been erased 

Some songs allow my heart to dwell in the company of pain

You keep coming up

But you have been deleted 

We have been deleted 

You keep pushing me away 

You keep giving me reasons to come closer

You keep preaching of your hate 

Yet your constant interest displays your love 

And he thinks I'm still good 

He still sees the little girl in my eyes 

He thinks I'm still that girl

But he knows of nothing except fixing mistakes 

Yes he knows acceptance very well

But too much of anything is never too good

You know? 

And I think I'm witnessing two in love 

I think it's love

I think it's great 

Destruction is greater though 

Remember?

I don't know if it's defined in her drunken laugh but definitely in her sleepless nights 

The wine enhances, the weed lets her take chances

I know 
        because it's been too long I live in these circumstances

-C.C.