Anaín Bjorkquist

living the blues

heartbroken before you’ve loved ’em

sick with torment without touching

living the blues

of a love lost that you’ve never known

you’re sick, that’s how you feel; stuck in gear

fucked by night’s darkness but you haven’t experienced a day with ’em

emotions fill your mind with cloudiness

you’re definitely already heartbroken

living the blues

from loving somebody you’ve never known

if this is how loving ’em is

you’ll be living the blues all your life

the worst kind of loving

is the love of not knowing

or

could it be the love of remembering

that you did almost love ’em and they almost loved you

yet circumstances, distance and time circumvented it

sent ya both spinning onto different roller coasters

living the blues

from the alternate loves you each chose

sick with torment about how you once touched ’em

fucked by night’s darkness remembering the days you woke up next to ’em

emotions fill your mind with cloudiness

you’re definitely still heartbroken

living the blues

from not loving somebody you’ve known

if this is how not loving ’em is

you’ll be living the blues all your life

the worst kind of loving

is any kind of loving

© Anaín Bjorkquist February 28, 2012 ~ All Rights Reserved.

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