Gotye (feat. Kimbra) - Somebody That I Used To Know
9.12 (Backlog/ReWork)
This end is so loathsome
and unforgiving sometimes
that I find I cannot break away from it
for long enough to actually
feel the plausibility
of you not in my system,
no longer coursing through my veins.
The idea of you as a stranger
haunts me like a constant ghost,
for how do I exist in this life
not knowing you.
With it no longer relevant
how you like your coffee or
the way you’d readjust against me
in bed if I couldn’t sleep
and couldn’t stop moving.
All the little things that get overlooked
when you fracture a life.
The way one functions
separate of another.
The way these things
become my things
and your things
instead of our things.
The loss of rights to information-
How was your day
What did you see
What did you learn
Who did you meet-
All the minutiae
that builds the knowing
of someone,
of you
the one
that once was the only one
who felt like the only home
I’d ever need,
The last stop I’d ever make.
(and I can’t decide what it is that
hurts the most about our
circumstances-
that all of the above might
someday be our truth
or the possibility
that it’s come so far
that we already
know nothing of each other
at all)
