Heart Doctor

June 21st, 2005

Don’t fix it doctor
I know that it broke
Love’s just some kind of
Practical joke
We’re all given a heart
For better or for worse
But it seems like love
Is some kind of curse
Tear up my heart
Tear down my soul
Burning inside of me
I let you go

Rest In Peace

August 15th, 2025

I don’t understand what love means
If not in sickness and in health
I spent years prioritizing you
And your needs above myself
But what is love if not the person
You can count on when you’re in distress
But you told me you were busy
And I could handle it myself
Your game was more important
Because it had just been released
As I called from blocks away
Wondering if I needed the police
And I couldn’t get past that moment
I was rear ended running an errand for you
Years later I find out that you’re gone forever
These moments neither of us can go back to