Tomorrow

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They say the sun’ll come out tomorrow,

But it’s looking pretty bleak;

I wish I could avoid it,

I wish we still could speak.

I don’t want to be alone with you,

Don’t want to face the pain;

Because how can I smile and laugh

In the midst of all this rain?

I know we have problems

And there’s things we can work through;

But all you do is run away,

Leaving me puzzled and confused.

I wish I could have again what we had,

The spark, the glances, the smiles;

Or even if I just knew we were friends,

I feel answers could wait a while.

But you left me alone with doubts and questions,

Nothing answered or clear;

And now I see the effects of all that stress

Reflecting in every mirror.

I hope you have a reason,

And I wish I knew you cared;

Because the prospect of love (and the betrayal that follows)

Now leaves me cold and scared.

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