I got my heart broken
on a Sunday night.
I got tangled on the way down
and hung in the sky,
while the rest of the world
past me by.
It should be easy
to tolerate this pain,
this old friend that comes
as often as the rain.
But it just seems to grow bigger
and bigger until there's nothing
but this giant stain
that we just can't ignore...
anymore.
-Written Jan. 29th 2007




