We've gone through to much
We really can't let goEven though we can not touch
We still say helloI see it you know
I know you miss me
I know you're full of woeAnd I'm sure you know I see
We act as though things are okay
When both know full well that it's not
I can see you waiting for the dayFor you to get what you once got
You're my new best friend now
I've never gotten along with someone so well
But you know I won't allow
To put you through hellI miss you too
I don't think you know it
But I really do
But there's a reason we splitI didn't want to use you
Didn't want to take you for a ride
My immaturity said adieu
And I know because of it, you criedI'm so sorry I left you that way
If only it could've been different
I know I will pay
For seeming so indifferent(Once again another old one, from April 2017. Decided to finish it this one)
YOU ARE READING
poetry of the confused soul
PoetryJust stuff I write when I'm feeling stuff. Inconsistent and messy. For some background, this stuff varies from early teens all the way to present-day, in my 20s.