Words...

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My words are hanging around in the air,

Words that should be said but instead were blown away.

I hate these words that fill the air, its harder to breathe, its harder to live.

I focus on the words that were said instead of the ones that hang around in my head.

Its hard to see with these words out here, but that's a sign they should be said.

I say each word, I say them clearly.

And that was a mistake since these were the words that came from my heart.

Only the truth was said, and if you tell me to sum up those words I would just say...

"I love you", and it was scary to say and I regret saying it because I just lost you as a friend.

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