Waiting for the end
So scared I am,
to hold you back,
from things that you want,
That I might lack.
So to say goodbye,
right here, right now,
Brings tears to my eyes,
Yet I don't know how,
I should react,
to the way you look into their eyes.
Not my eyes anymore.
I should be happy,
that you're setting yourself free,
and experiencing new things, nightly.
I know you want this,
You might try to deny it,
But I can see it on your face,
as you look the other way,
to someone else's grace.
You can go to them now,
you can go and flirt and hold their hand,
maybe give them a 'friendly' hug,
behind my back.
I won't be angry,
I know that for sure.
Like I said,
If you don't care
then I don't care
anymore.
I'm on my way to bed now,
I know I'm going to cry,
either for you or for me,
To be honest, I don't know why.
My hearts empty now,
sense of feeling is coming to an end,
A way to defend, I suppose,
from when the end will come my way.
This probably won't be hard for you,
It'll obviously be a relief,
But at least be sympathetic,
to my embarrassing grief.
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Enter My Wonderland
Poesi(Every one of these poems has a story behind them, whether if their from my life, or just a story) These poem's that you may or may not read, have no theme. Some hold my thoughts, my views on life, some are purely imagination. So please read away an...