bankline

i wonder what's wrong with me
i talk a good game
and sometimes suddenly
i recall baseball player names

all of this energy
spent on you...and him...and him
shit, i could be a CEO by now
if only...

yet instead

i see you every day
i hear you in my head
i speak your silly words
i miss the way you cried

i wonder how life would be
i try to block the thoughts
yet i always remember the good
the bad, erased like chalk

all of this time
spent on you...and him...and him
but i wouldn't be me
without all of these lessons.

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