Sunday, October 25, 2009

Unsaid.

I’ve written pages and pages,

Just to rid you of my bones.

But you whispered to my heart,

Words that could never be spelled.


Don’t cry when the sun is gone,

Because the tears won’t let you see the stars.

I never knew your name

I never even fucking knew you.


“This is the best part of the day.”

“What part is that?”

“When you, and me. “

“Become we.”


I’d much rather be happy than right any day.

Even though it’s only something I ever say.

Competition is a form of deceit,

And you, you choose to cheat.


You need to leave.

I want you out of my head.

But you,

You leave me not able to be free.


Now that I’m older,

My heart is colder.

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