January 10th
And I don't know if I'll ever forget that day.
Running and falling in the hallway so I could tell my mom before the cops did
The way my mom sobbed in the car
The steady flow of silent tears that poured all day.
The way I shook whenever i thought if anything,
The look on my sister's faces.
The way sarah hugged me sobbing and said she loved me,
How emily cried when I told her.
And if I somehow do forget,
The one thing that will stick with me forever
Is the phonecall I was forced to have with you in the car.
Where I told you I loved you, as one last reach
searching for a sign, waiting for a reply
and the only reply I had was the static of the phone,
and my sobs.
i can't get it out of my head, it replays like a scratched record
Looping the same moment in time,
As if I'm stuck there.
Yes I know it's for the better,
But I can't help but think what I've lost
And I can't help but feel a weight of sadness on my chest
Weighing me down more than any secret ever could.
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