Thursday, May 7, 2009

freesh




And then it happened. I was in bed and you were in love and I wouldn't pick up the phone.
It was a cry for attention gone too far.
Oh, ok, that's just what you say to everyone, OH OK.
Fireworks was not a suitable description for how I felt.
The comparison happens much less frequently than expected. ...?
The most perfect answer to any question was. It doesn't matter.
My thoughts were selfish and I hate myself for ever letting you feel pain.
Where have you been this whole time? Just around the corner, where I couldn't stray.
Oh wait, that wasn't you, that was just my reminder to fall asleep.


How can you miss me when I was never there?


Remember that time I wanted to put my hand on your shoulder but it would have been way too weird? That's when I knew.

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