I Don't

I used to look at you like a fire place in the living room
I was the tired face lying next to you
How are you?
Now I have different words when I talk to you
And different faces to look at you
Some are tidal waves, some are
How are you?
I miss you
But
I don't want to think about it at all
I dont
I don't want to think about it at all
I don't
I used to think of death as staying the same
But I used to look at you without feeling this way
Your mom's phone call felt like a get well card
I think it's my fault
I don't want to think about it at all
I don't
I don't want to think about it at all
I don't