It’s Friday night
And I’m here alone
In this house
We used to call home
There’s nothing left now
Just an empty shell
With me here alone
Living through hell
The Pub Quiz
What was I saying?
What was I..?
Ach, don’t mind me,
I’m drunk.
*Hic*.
Wall Art
I can’t
look at
your
photos
anymore
They make
my heart
too heavy
and my eyes
too sore
Double Take
It’s only
now I
realise
I’ve
played
this all
wrongAnd it
actually
should
have
been
you all
along
The Trade Off
It is with a heavy heart
And a mournful sigh
That the time has come
To say our goodbye
I’ll always be eternally grateful
For everything you’ve done
Your love has taken away my pain
And left me with none