Another late night phone call, another late night knock at my door, one more time you’re here, at my feet, confessing again, promising it will never happen again, promising me this one meant nothing again.

How many more times does this have to happen before you drowned in my tears? How is it they only seem to wash you clean. The blame never lands on you, or even them; it always get turned back to me.

I don’t want you here, I don’t need your help.  I know exactly the kind of pain that comes with your love.
written for: 100 Word Song – Inspired by ‘Fall At Your Feet’ by Crowded House
photo by: Ilucia


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