medicine

I woke up still missing the summer

Not the one we spent each second wrapped up in each other

The one that I spent numb and running trying to discover

If I had run right out the door and right into another

Wall

Spending all the days and weeks waiting for you to call

Knowing I won't be the first one to drop the ball

Staring at the ceiling, barely breathe or sleep at all

Counting down the days until the fall

You left me way too slow

It's not my fault you can't just let me go