3 am thoughts enclosed in a book >>Poetry

The red ribbons

Sometimes I wish I could re-live that day

The winter breeze and the ribbons in your hair

how could you know? that you would get betrayed

You looked beautiful, you looked like you would care

I wish I could tell you, how much I cared

And I wish I could say sorry, I didn't play fair

You gave me everything, Happiness, joy and peace

And I wish I wasn't the one who made it cease

I try to act normal whenever I hear your name

As there is a part of me, which is filled with shame

I'm sorry I didn't treat you nice, I'm sorry I played games

I wish you would listen, I wish you hadn't changed

Your name haunts me, still to this day

I wish that one night, I could've been brave

Everyone believes me, Apart of me does

It's so stupid how one argument could lead to this much.

I know exactly how we started

I would remember exactly how it ended

That December night will haunt me forever

The night that we parted.

All you left were your red ribbons

Everything was gone, just those ribbons

They made you feel special, They made you feel pretty

You looked so beautiful that apart of me felt guilty.

I played the victim, It's going well in my head

In cutting of the people who know me the best

That December night was when it would all end.