She came and said to me,
this time I won’t be staying,
the drive was dead to me,
hours of slow translation.
Don’t waste the energy,
siphon the pain and chase it,
it has a tendency
to make you just stand and take it,
and endlessly now, I hope she says it,
hang on to it, how I wish she’d stayed here.
I said it carefully,
it’s been a lot to take in,
but this is everything,
you couldn’t stop me waiting,
a part of me now thinks I could face it,
without a come down I can’t erase it.