Friday, April 19
Oh God, please don't tell me this has been in vain
I need answers for what all the waiting I've done means
You kill me, you've got some nerve, but can't face your mistakes
I know what I should do, but I just can't turn away
So go on love
Leave while there's still hope for escape
Got to take what you can these days
There's so much ahead
So much regret
I know what you want to say
I know it but can't help feeling differently
I loved you, and I should have said it
But tell me just what has it ever meant
Tuesday, April 16
I've known this poem for quite sometime but only just watched the movie recently. It still makes me cry like a baby. I feel this poem in a way that is too overwhelming to understand. I feel this poem in a way that hurts too much to take notice on.
Saturday, April 6
Suddenly, a cloud must have cut a hole in my head,
When i was tangled all in your words.
How quick to forget, We are, With eyes unimpressed
You're sealing the conversations.
And are you wondering how things could be?
Just staring at the surface, When all the walls have tendencies.
But it's not your fault when no one taught you how.
And now the one you once loved is leaving.
You're so sure that I'd be just fine here.
But you were surely just taking your own time dear.