It’s funny how things have
ended up
not funny ‘ha ha’, funny, sad.
It’s funny how I can’t remember
the actual shape of your face.
It’s funny how I can only think
of the times when things were
bad.
It’s funny that I can’t
remember
anything being good.
It’s funny how with a grain of
salt
your words echo through my
mind.
It’s funny how we can tell such
different stories
but the endings are both the
same.
It’s funny how two people who
were once so in love
now have nothing to say.
It’s funny how you were my
family
and I will never see you again.
It’s funny how you said that
you cared for me
when all you care for is you.
It’s funny how you never
skipped a beat
and are now living a life with
her.
It’s funny how she doesn’t see
what is on the horizon for her.
It’s funny how you don’t seem
to care either
as long as you got what you
want.
It’s funny how we let people
take us
from all that we know and love.
It’s funny how much we give
away
when are standing next to all
that we have lost.
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