You've always been sarcastic,
Its almost the way you live,
Its how you ignore all the scrutiny.
Wishing otherwise, I know I don't like it that way.
A bit of sincerity if you'd shown,
I would have told you about my feelings.
A bit of seriousness in your demeanor,
It could totally have had me melt infront of you.
Now you've left me with this hope,
This tiny shine that has me thinking.
If I could have you statued and concious.
I'll confess about my love,
I'll tell you about the endless nights I spent.
The times I just thought about the 'what if's.'
The times I shed tears to the situations placed.
I'd tell you that you'll be remembered forever,
In the back of my mind, definitely there.
As my weakness, my waking thought.
A loved one, A whiny teenager.
Tonight when I thought of you,
I didn't feel the tickle of the air,
I didn't had my breath hitched.
I didn't suffer the loss of words,
All I came up with was 'rude' 'ignorant' 'pathetic' 'weak'.
I was astonished to the fact that you meant so much to me,
I was barely an aquintance.
I felt so much for you,
All you ever did was make me miserable.
This sense of insecurity,
Like a saw hanging above my existence.
Ready to fall off,
Ready to take the pain away,
Waiting for the moment, I give in.
The moment, I let go.
Let go off this ego.
Let go off this suffering,
Put an end to it, let it go.
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