Quirks

I read a letter you should've sent when in love

It brought back memories from when we were young

It's funny how the world works in mysterious ways

Like never escaping your ignorance and hate

The bars are closed and so is my remedy

I slip into a fog that brings me a sense of peace

You're the thought in the back of my mind

That doesn't doesn't slip away

I feel your breathe on my neck from another state

These tears and cracks will always scar my face