"Scribble"
I’ve taken down your pictures
I’m scribbling out an apology
I’m sorry I wasn’t good enough
All I had to give, genuinely, was my love
I’ve boxed all of your letters
The ones you’d stick in my wallet
I won’t throw them away
They’re the only joy that came my way
But that was back in the day
I’m back into the swing of things
My life revolved around you
Now that I think about it
In a way, I wish it still did
Going to do something productive
Now that I’m not so reluctant
Dry and dreading the upcoming
Defiantly drinking the sum of nothing
Leaving you behind
As you’ve done to me
Since you’re done with me
