Loss

You lay in bed, the Sun streams in the blinds

Sweat soaked through your shirt

Lay your hand across your eyes

Every other part of you hurt

From inside the confines

Of the story that everything would be alright

I was only so wide you could open your eyes

I could only let in so much light

But you knew the story had never been true

Loss is loss

Is loss is loss

Is loss is loss

What was it last night she said?

At some point you’d have to live as if the truth was true

When it gets too hard to not feel what you do

Not know what you knew

Loss is loss

Is loss is loss

Is loss is loss

Is loss is loss

Is loss is loss

Is loss is loss

Is loss