Messages

It worries me this kind of thing
How you hope to live alone
And occupy your waking hours

We're taking sides again
I just wept I couldn't understand
Why you started this again

And every day you send me more
It makes it worse, is this a plan of yours
To ensure I don't forget?

I'd write and tell you that I've burnt them all
But you never send me your address
I've, I've kept them anyway

So don't ask me if I think it's true
That communication can bring hope to those
Who have gone their separate ways

It hardly touched me when it should have then
But memories are uncertain friends
When recalled by messages

Coded messages
Poison lessons
Coded messages
Poison lessons