I am relieved that I'd left my room tidy
They'll think of me kindly
When they come for my things
They'll never know how I'd stared at the dark in that room
With no thoughtsAnd while my dreams made music in the night
Carefully
I was going to liveYou wouldn't leave till we loved in the morning
You'd learned from movies how love ought to be
And you'd say you love me and look in my eyes
But I know through mine you were
Looking in yoursAnd while my dreams played music in the night
Quietly
I was told to believeI always wanted to die clean and pretty
But I'd be too busy on working days
So I am relieved that the turbulence wasn't forecasted
I couldn't have changed anyways
I am relieved that I'd left my room tidy
Goodbye
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The Pointless Book
RandomJust a collection of pointless thoughts from a pointless girl