I see how you still strive for my attention
Even after you've said goodbye
It's like there's still hidden affection
But I know that that's a lieIf you still cared, how could you throw me out?
Did I mean nothing to you?
That question I still wonder about
The answer I wish I knewThere are moments when I catch your glance
From across the room
Though I know your consideration is scant
So my heart retreats to its gloomI've become jaded to the pain
It's lost the sharpness in its stab
It feels like there's nothing more to gain
So I just pick at the scabsI've shut the door and turned the lock
You're not coming back
All you can do is stand and knock
Because love for me you lackI won't try any longer
I've made up my mind
My heart is growing stronger
Myself again I will find.-H
YOU ARE READING
the translation of a beautiful train wreck
Poetrya collection of words from a brain too entrapped in its own thoughts