Scars won’t forget
Living life with habits and daily regrets
I lost you in the sands of time
only your voice remembered
like the days tender sunlit kiss
but my television brain won’t remember this
that it came to an end before it started
and those days are long time departed
the spark in my heart
won’t leave
this aches longing to breathe
but I cannot deceive myself in to thinking
we were anything but just friends
the hour grows late, I just pretend
I can’t send you that last message
that says this ends
because your voice haunts me
you are my tattoo, my scar.