i knew i would forget

when you think about things
turning over in your head
and i suffer over things
i know that i lack

theres no way to be honest
is there?
when everything we say to ourselves
is a faulty promise

saying we're beyond this
when did i become unplugged?
i dont want to talk about it
cause i say we're fucked

and i knew i would forget
miss out on my last chance
to tell you merry christmas
and i miss this

but angels never grant wishes
stealing hearts
because they belong to them
because theyre all bitches

im sorry about the phone call
i never made
always found myself busy
always made it delayed

not realizing i wouldnt get another day
i miss the way
we shared peppermint sticks
and light hugs followed by best of wishes

and im sorry
i havent cried yet
ive tried
but it doesnt feel right yet