It's not as if I've really lost somebody
You still pop up for me every now and then
Videos in which you haunt the city
Fucking your way through your beautiful new friends
Framed in angles of your new apartment
Filled with furniture that's never smelled like me
I still think about you pretty often
I hope that you never think of me again
When we met I couldn't hold onto your face
In my memory your shape was indistinct
I could just recall the finest details
The line in your brow, the freckle on your cheek
And pictures never really did you justice
They wouldn't help me recognize you on the street
I'd be looking for the glint in your eyes
But I don't think that they would glimmer anymore for me
I wasted my time with you
You wasted your youth
My ruined eyesight
Your ground-down sweet tooth
I stopped going on that stupid website
It was making me feel like a fucking creep
I just wanted to look into your face
It's not the same without you looking back at me
And so maybe it's a blessing, really
When my phone dies I'll finally be free
I still think about you pretty often
I hope that you never think of me again
The latest from sean thornton explores dark themes, but they’re handled with a delicate grace in these beautiful bedroom pop songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2022