Moods Abe Parker

I don't know who I see
Staring back at me
Through the smudges on the mirror

From the post-it notes that
You didn't mean, but I still believed
Why do I hold on when I'm just
Drowning myself in my sleep

Liked me better back when you were okay
With lying to me

I've only had three moods for two months and one week
Alone, and confused, and empty
I've never seen this side of me when I wake up
At three to see if you called me
Your face is still on my home screen
I'm breaking down and breaking up

Where do I go from here
Pull the calendar down
Full of things I planned for us that you won't ever know about
How did it seem so real?
I can't figure it out
Never been so sure of something that was burning to the ground