31 May 2016

What's Inside

Dear Pipsqueaks,

Written about the one that couldn't commit...


Nothing hurts quite as much
As the absence of your heart
Even with words so sweet and plush
Like dagger of reminders
They hit with full force rush

Maybe you have already forgotten
That very same night
What was unexpected, oh so sudden
But indeed, bravery won the fight
I let you take my sight

I couldn't have been more mistaken

What we both had in mind
To think you actually needed me
In your ever-so-busy life

Again and again I find myself expecting
For that call never made
For that message in fade
So sick and tired of all this wait

If I knew this is what you meant
When you tried to hold my hand
As tempted as I was to accept
It was never what I intend

If I knew this is what you meant
Then I wish it were never you
Who tried to hold my hand