A Song We Never Sung

I thought you ought to know
That a song we never sung
Together has been stuck in my head,
Playing on repeat, the chorus especially,
And sometimes escaping from my mouth
In an out of tune voice
That sounds a lot like crying.
We’re together forever in a few lines
That last a few more seconds,
Over and over throughout the day
As I attempt to get on
With my mundane business
And forget that my life is without,
And the music of your voice.


About Paul Carroll

Paul Carroll is a writer, born, raised and still living in Dublin. By day he's a student and bookseller, by night he writes fiction and uses social media.
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