Empty words on empty pages
So much left to say
I'd give anything for there not
To be so much in our way
Pretend it doesn't matter
It's not like there is a choice
Told myself to be quiet
Do not lend her your voice
Open up your pages
Let her write word by word
For we know out of all of them
Hers are the best heard
Write her a not in pencil
She may not be ready for permanent
Write yourself forever in pen
And wait for the moment
The moment that waiting isn't endless
The moment her heart could love you
But you were taught to know the logic
Not believe the impossible too
An empty word
On an empty page
Don't close the curtain
Stay on the stage
Confess through the spotlight
That what you know is true
Tell her how you fell
And hope that maybe,
Someday
She could fall too
YOU ARE READING
Inconsistence
Truyện NgắnI can't seem to write a cohesive story. so I think this should just be like. partial journals and one shots of random things. yep.
