the tremors never wait til i feel ready they flood my brain with photographs of you the waves of memories they are unending and spawn from the scent of your perfume i ve found on someone new every night i drive my car and scream my sadness to the sea but its not phased it will stir for days and days long after me maybe next year i ll learn how to fight it for now these fits of loneliness will do where i m blinded by the past so i forget what i have and follow your reflection as it mocks me round the room i took the long way down so i could pass by your house and see if you were gone and your light wasn t on so i parked three houses down and i waited for you to say to me that after all this time i wasn t the one you chose to want i have never found where i belong