Note To Self

Woke up this afternoon

I heard a distant call

Out of the other room

My head was spinning fast

I dont know what ive had

I dont know what ive lost

Left my bed to its right

Still in the aftermath

Out of a reckless night

My hand was reaching for

Something to hold on to

Down i went to the floor

A love letter

From the upsetter

There was the call again,

Got up a second time

How does it all make sense

Went like a lovers song

taken out of a book

not written by a friend

Flashback of broken glass

littering down a road

leading up to the tracks

No thoughts in front of us

You and me hand in hand

I feel it coming back

A love letter

From the upsetter