Things swim in my head like sharks in the sea. Making there way though the gray matter to find some deep meaning. When love is found, when happiness is discovered they feast on it until there belly's are round and full.
Its just that sometimes I wake up and I forget how much you have hurt me. I forget that I have to hate you know. And I wish I could know if you think of me ever. Do you think of me when you hold her hand like you used to hold mine? What about when you brush her hair from her face? Or when you lay next to her in bed?
Just get me though this someone. Just get me though this, so once again I can have something worth protecting from the sharks in my head.
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