I see a pattern
People leaving
People slipping away from me
I don't know what I did
IF I did something
I did somethingYou asked me to wear my heart on my sleeves for you
I did that for you
I would of fought for you
I wouldn't let anyone hurt youYou don't think I let you in, but I do
I don't just tell anyone how I feel
I'm not good at that
I don't know how to make you understand
I just want you to listen
But I don't want you to know
I don't want you to feel even a fraction of what I feelWhy'd you do me like that
Those are not hurtful words but they do
Why'd you have to say that
When I said ouch
That's how I was feeling
It wasn't sarcasticI'm losing you
I don't want to lose you
But then again I don't want you hurt
So you and her be great to each other
You'll be better off

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Under The Sycamore
PuisiJust my thoughts put to words. If you do read this, check out woman(poem)