Memory, Insomnia

I remember those times
We'd be breaking up
You'd be breaking my heart
And in the middle of my tears
You'd make a crazy face
Like a mother
Playing peekaboo with her baby
And everything was supposed to be alright
If only it was so easy
We'd say.
I'd forgotten things like that
But lately
They keep me up at night
Rising up from the depths of me
I imagine
The kind of man
You would've been
And you say I should call
Sometimes
When its late
I want to but
It still breaks my heart.