Tried everything
I could
to rid you
off my mind
but my heart
kept sending me messages
to try to
reach you
to find some
answers to where I stood with you
the only way
for me to move on.
Yet when I
found you
you wondered
how I found you
instead of
asking me how I was
all the time
I have wanted to know how you were
yes, you do
give a cold shoulder
a doubt, I
expected as it's been a while.
You act as
if you've moved on... but I find it hard to believe
after all we
have shared between us.
You once
told me you never wanted to hurt me
Yet I feel you think you did
but I don't
feel that way at all
You say our
friendship depends on how I make amends with another
I said
friends don't come in packages.
For you are
a lovely package to know, wrapped up tightly to pry open now
when I want
a simple answer
and I get
you're tired of cartwheels... well I'm tired of watching you do them
I try to
keep a smile but hide my tears
but I am
bewildered - as you talk a good nature way about you
but deep
inside I see a sweet scared little girl
hidden in a
lovely palace room having it all
yet missing
always something...
what is it
you might say
I say a deep
connection with someone - you won't admit
yet so many
have fallen for you because you have a charm,
a way about
you
so
irresistible... nothing satisfies you
though you
say that you are...
I once
traveled to a secret passage, way to
your soul
was open to
me just enough to wander in
and in it I
found an indescribable love I cherish
a mutual
nurturing only you and I shared
and to think
we treat each other like respectable strangers now
all the
while I wanted more but couldn't have being respectful
yet settled
to be just a loving friend.
The door to
your secret passage was abruptly closed
one day
unbeknownst to me
and I wondered lost like a child in the forest
to find my
way back, back to you
So now the
question had me pondering
that is why
I had to find you - doing I hope well
and I can't
tell you enough from my heart
how much I
have missed you
and wanting
so much to know, if you missed me too?
yet no
answer, the cold shoulder continues
and you
swear you don't project that... but to me, you do
I just want
to know
do you
really wish for me to hate you?
do you
really wish for me to dislike you?
because it
is so much easier to get over someone
that
way...isn't it? Maybe for you, love.
But for me,
I wasn't made that way... no not that way at all.
and you know
this - you know this very well.
You are
hurt, darling and I feel it
and I am
sorry I have disappointed you. You won't talk about it.
Why won't
you accept me
as you say
you accept others for all that they are?
I wish to
understand, I do.
Yet, we continue
to hide behind a false bravado.
