Lyrics

Cleaning my apartment, and found another old journal. It was filled with song lyrics, guitar chords, old D&D crap, and sketches.

I found this nice little lyrical snippet that I thought was kind of okay, considering it's in draft form. I figure I wrote it about eight, nine years ago. Maybe a bit more.

i still feel you in my fingers
i still smell you in my clothes
i'll still hear your voice in whispers
still see you in photos
i'm so sorry for leaving you
before what will be will be
i lay awake and hope you don't forget
all your memories of me
because i'm coming home
i'm coming home