Fifteenth

It stays right there always,
To make you stare into your past,
It is one thing that never will change,
It takes up your thoughts fierce and fast.
You paint this world in the colours of your choice,
And leave me stranded in a place so familiar,
'Cause this is how love had always sounded,
 It had felt so strong just before it had ended.
Need to be steady before I melt in your directions,
Before I realize the truth in your confessions.