Thinking Of You

I never held much hope that this would last.
Now you're the ghost of one more Christmas past.
And it feels like a lifetime,
but it's all been in my mind since June.
When your first shot broke
across the bow of my boat
and sunk me down into the blue.

Though I try every day,
I just can't escape
thinking of you.
As I lie here awake,
it's all I can take
of thinking of you.

I can't say how this time is not the same
as every other what-was-her-name?
But this must be how dying
a thousand times over would feel.
And as you pull the trigger,
all I hear is a whisper,
some sordid apology.

Though I try every day,
I just can't escape
thinking of you.
As I lie here awake,
it's all I can take
of thinking of you.