here to talk to.

catefrances

another friday morning comes
the sun hits me like a hammer
i'm still not feeling so good
and you're not here to talk to

i remember everything about that night
it plays like a slow motion replay in my mind
but mostly i remember
what i'm never gonna forget
you're not here to talk to
to get me through you gone

you said it would be fun
something new for us to do
well, you were right about the last part
but the fun? well......
......it doesn't make me laugh or smile
i haven't done either since
'cept when your memory sneaks in
and that sucker punch leaves me bittersweet

i know you didn't mean for it to happen
i tell myself just so's i can believe
but i can't ever stop the crying

the sun hits me like a hammer
and the daylight shows
that with you not here to talk to
there's still nothing in my life.

dan_vedder

nice, i like it