It eats away at you huh?
it eats away at every little part of joy you think you have left.
Everyone else is on the right days,
the Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays,
but your always on the same day.
Whilst time keeps going on for me,
it’s stuck for you,
I know it bothers you,
that I think about you,
I know it bothers you that I now have the ability to ask if your ok.
it never goes away…