F I F T Y T W O

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I want to tell you how and why, 
Our love has turned so sour. 
I want to tell you all the reasons, 
Why we can't go on another hour.

It started on a Saturday afternoon, 
When you confessed your feelings true. 
I thought twice and let you in, 
Fixing myself with love from you.

We wandered like we were alone, 
Ignoring folks we'd meet in the street. 
We ran and laughed and ate like starved, 
You bought me flowers in pink, yellow, and purple sweet.

I loved you like never before, 
But you wanted more from me. 
We were afraid one of us would change, 
Now I fear it's you I see.

You gripped my hand so tight, 
I asked you to calm, I cried. 
You didn't listen and continued to fight, 
Forgetting who I was inside.

You slapped me, accidentally, 
Leaving blood and bruises on my lip. 
You shouted loud, calling me stupid, 
Pushing me away in a fit.

But I know this isn't the real you, 
You're always like this when we fight. 
Do you still love me, is it true? 
Tell me, am I right?

I thought we were like Romeo and Juliet, 
Madly in love and never apart. 
I thought we were like Jack and Rose, 
Fighting for love with all our heart.

But now we're like a wall that's weak, 
Collapsing with every cleave. 
Why did our love end up so bleak? 
Don't blame me if I need to leave.

I'm falling out of love, it's true, 
And I can't keep pretending anymore. 
I hope you can see my point of view, 
And we can part peacefully and restore.

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