mr bones i cant just cant rid myself of you.

you called me yesterday
then
i ran into your grandparents and brother today
      i have a new man
but your memories keeping me up alll night
ill never stop loving you dear even though it hurts itt hurts
im here listening to that frou frou cover
the one you used to always play
        as we danced infront of your tv screen
cigarettes and bottles swinging in our hands as you twirled me around
it bothers me to hear your voice
brings me to tears
but when i dont i cant help wonndering howyou are
i pray for you everyday my dear
      i never felt so dead and alive as i was in your arms
i have a cup on my window sill where i leave all my cigarette butts
and every time i see it i think of you
it smells like you after a week of hard partying
when we made the world disapear
our universe consisted of your house & backyard
where we sung songs of love of anger hate and despair
i sang songs of hope
where i drew you hundreds of pictures that you displayed everywhere
flooding the desk the shelves
in those little black frames your sister brought us home from work
remember when we spent the day sewing clothes and patches?
i still have that shirt with your name
oh dear
no one will understand those days
where the world was ours
so fucked up and in love
your stories always break my heart
i always thought your bedtime stories were the best
oh kid i loved you sooo
but i cant stand it
to know your home
coughing up colors
drinking smoking popping your life away.