Sober moments of reflection,
I've come to doubt,
with all of my heart.
I don't believe my memories,
they don't feel real enough,
and it was too long ago to recall,
with any accuracy.
Where's the authentication?
You're not crying on my chest,
or ripping at my heart,
any longer,
so did you ever?
How would I know?
I wouldn't.
My compass is broken,
I'm lost a sea,
with mirages all around me,
and where do I go from here,
when every direction is North?
I'll just drift along now,
and you should run along now,
there's nothing left of me,
that you'll recall fondly,
so don't recall me at all,
it'll hurt both of us,
too much.
you should run along now,
even though,
it'll hurt both of us,
too much.
Andy Veilleux 