This
She didn't
even notice,
As I walked
away that night.
She didn't
even look me in the eyes.
She took away
a part of me,
As she left
me standing there.
Part of me
she has, she'll never realize.
I haven't found
it in my heart to,
Tell her that
I'm broken.
She wouldn't
even understand if,
I told her
the whole truth.
What good
would it do me if she,
Said she was
sorry?
Things in
the past, the things that have been,
Are the things
you can't undo.
She calls me
up,
And I don't
have the heart to tell her,
To just please
leave me alone.
It'd been
2 months since she called me last.
The distance
started to feel like home.
She wants to
make up all this time with
Late night
conversation.
How can I
tell her that sometimes,
I don't want
that time back?
Maybe I should
just leave it all with
No signs left
of fixing.
Its not the
plan of action but the
words to say
I lack. |