It was a grey sky on a Monday. There was nothing more I could say so I called you from Ohio in a parking lot of a motel. I remember how you greeted me like you knew we were not meant to be on this phone call after two years of the fighting, of the mad tears.
After all that we've been through, all the damages I bestowed on you, all the jealousies you engraved in me. The end was near, it had to be. So I called you from Ohio in a parking lot of a motel to say nothing and yet everything. I remember I was trembling.
Now I'm drinking to forget you, spending money, got a tattoo. Stayed a weekend up in Oregon, bought a plane ride to an island. But I stopped first in Toronto, met a man who almost let me go. Four years later he married me. I am happier than I dreamed I'd be.
So you see I had to let you go in a phone call from Ohio filled with silence and apologies. Still I loved you as you loved me.
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