The thought of you

I take all of your words on my shoulders and say nothing in return,
storing them in my mind and letting them burn. 
I watch the colours in your eyes and the way your lips curl, 
when you whisper to me what I already know, that to guys I'm just another girl

I reach to touch you yet I feel so far and at the same time strangely close, 
there’s still secrets in my head and you assume they’re all gone,
but the hidden ones are worse

I can’t take the mess that’s inside my mind and the white noise that fills my ears, 
vacant eyes and empty arms, 
broken pasts and endless tears.

Still caught up, won’t let go,
all these memories are keeping their hold,
can’t get away, can’t break free,
This is what the thought of you has done to me.