Chance

1 0 1
                                        

One more chance, I say

even though I cry everyday. 

When will it be my turn, to experience pure happiness without 

asking anything in return?


I keep hoping and praying

for things to stay the same.

But I know, deep down inside,

it will never be the same.


We promised to make this work.

So why, oh why?

Did you come back and push me deeper into the dirt?


Have I not done enough?

Was I not too easy for you?

Were you just looking for a breakthrough?

Or maybe, it was too good to be true? 


One last chance, I say.

Don't get me wrong, I still love you.

However, I'm in no mood to play so with one last chance,

Will we ever be okay?


A Broken SerenadeWhere stories live. Discover now