And so the page turns

Moved a mountain from the past. only 100 more to go....
feel accomplished but haunted
reliving the past is too tempting to fall back into the ease of what it used to be
one foot in front of another....one foot in front of another.....
thinking of all the wrong thoughts again, just like the past
slothful and broken- its just being easy in more ways than one
its the eyes
its the smile
its all the above
its the warmth of remembering the good times and trying to forget the bad times
hard to think of darkness when your smiling in the sun
rewind to staring outside of windows, foot on gas trying to drive away from the pain
round back to sipping the drink by yourself in the booth
its hard to tell you this/ its hard to say anything at all
fast forward to a different smile
to different eyes
to a different touch that brings on a new season with the same shakes
a new set of lips that taste of maybe better times....
eyes drip with wariness
rest....rest....rest......
it was always better just smiling and laughing around her
left with only whiskey and regrets
sipping away to kill everything inside, toast to the memories
sympathetic glances and pitiful hugs, this rounds on me
i just want to live in this memory forever.