Feelings that were kept Untold

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You're saying sorry
Not only when you hurt me
But also when you leave me.
For the times you did a mistake
Even for the moments you didn't make

You keep on apologizing
Even though you keep it doing.
I don't know if you're still sincere,
Because you don't give efforts to make me feel.
I wonder if I'm still special, for real.

What would I do,
So you can just be true
For the feelings coming from you.
Don't fool your self and even me too.
I know there's nothing between us, two.

I don't know if it's just me;
The one who can't feel your sincerity,
Or only others do see
The "efforts" you do just for me.
Perhaps I'm just trap in my own fantasies
And what's happening is reality.

So the time came
For me to end this game.
I did the most lame thing, they would say.
Now our atmosphere is not the same.
When we're together we can't even say, 'Hey!'

I know you're confused
And your mind is a little bit loose.
Others think they know and some even accused.
They keep on blaming me
Yet they don't know the whole story.

I know you're on pain,
Asking what would be my gain.
I know this sounds lame
But I also feel the same;
I also feel that I'm the one to be blame.

You know what?
There are times--no, I always question myself.
Why did I do that selfish thing to you?
Why did I leave you when I'm still in to you?
Why did I even say that to you?
But, this I want to ask you;
Why are you not doing something to make me comeback?

Why did I do the selfish thing, you may ask?
Maybe because I'm just to hurt;
Maybe because waiting for you is not that worth;
Didn't perceive your so called efforts;
Maybe because I'm pressured;
Didn't felt that my feelings for you are reciprocated.
Or Maybe, because I thought you'd leave me without any words.

Perhaps it's not yet the time
For us to be together at last
Perchance God has other plans for just the two of us.
A plan that didn't happened in the past
A plan that can be done by our own guts, but not in a rush.
A plan for the future which is a MUST.

I hope you forgive me,
Eventhough half of it is your fault too.
I hope you stop saying sorry
Instead, you should take some actions too.
I'll give you a chance if you'd ask; would you?

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