I have a headache My hands are still My heart is probably pounding at a rate just below average And I can feel the veins in my arms forcing blood through the train tracks
The blood running through them is itchy But my wrists are tired of being scratched
I called you today Again For the first time in months
Maybe we shouldn't have made those promises The ones where we speak happiness into each other's empty hearts
And maybe I should try and think a little harder About how our time together really went
But the headache won't let me do that So I'll sit here Replaying the same old memory of us dancing at my favorite park Instead of thinking about all the times you blew me off
And the plans you made just to leave me waiting
You stopped texting me back And I couldn't stray from picturing us
From picturing you In your own world Full of happy colors And everlasting sunrises
I hope you're walking along the ocean right now And I hope you went to the zoo like we planned And up those mountains And maybe you had that water gun fight I don't know...
Do I apologize? Or do I keep waiting to hear from you?