It's the time out
It's the time away
You wait it out
You wait it out
And you forget
You forget
You fade out
You fade
Is he on your mind?
You say "no"
Then leave him be
"I don't know"
I read your diary from front to back
The spine is cracked from where you bended it
To where your tears fell and blurred the facts
And turned them all into art and back
And it's you I know, though you say it can't
'cause there's a page that's long since ripped
With missing text and a box
Where a photo of him was adhered to it
