The passed
I felt it this morning, I feel it now again. I could litterally see the inside of your car as I sat in his, I heard that song playing in his car and saw the car like yours driving up front. I realised in the moment, it did not really mean anything anymore. All those nights at your place, the smokes, the alcohol had dissapeared with old dust I’d just blown of my shoulders. It it is all behind me, gone after all these years. I finally made peace. Now I taste the wine as I listen to the song all on repeat making me drunk with nostalgia, not your song though, another song, a new song. It all then faded and another one came on making me feel a beter time I had than with you. We have been over for 7 years and still I carried those scars around, eating and sleeping on them everyday. This morning I killed them. I killed them with the new life growing inside me, life carrying none of you. A new life that now killed you and saved me.
