Ghosted

Hey,

im still here 

i still exist 

maybe you dont know

how much your missed 

nothing changed 

same old me

but now i live in misery

every day goes by

a part of me dies

im not a man known

for crying 

but i shed a tear 

and im sick of sighing 

im not religous

not known to pray 

but im getting creative

to try and find a way 

maybe i meet somebody

but im not looking

so how will i find

someone else 

when thoughts of us

fill my mind 

i hoped working all night

would help me forget 

but at 5am time stands still

and my mind takes flight

back to our place

back to the dark 

like when you told me

you would make your mark

on me and i would be 

your man you my girl

and those sex dreams i cant ignore

amd im kissing your pearl

and loving you till you cant take no more

anyway i hope your happy

i hope your well

please tell me

your not living this hell 

i hope your eating good

dino nuggets 

i think good was our favourite subject

you better be drawing 

have you been painting 

shit i dont know

maybe your dating 

i hope the scissors 

is not in your room

and i pray to god

i will hear from you soon