Damn girl I just wanna have you in my arms
Last time we spoke I should have said those 3 discernible words (I love you)
I hate the way I made you feel, understand that wasn't my intention
I just want to smile again, but I soon realized the only time I smile is when you hold my hand
Now my hand is used for writing my wrongs, rectify my mistakes in songs
I hate when you call me saying "Where were you when I needed you the most?
Every night when I would cry myself to sleep? Why are you always putting me second? What is the real reason Yojairo? Are you seeking attention?"
I'm broken and I don't know what to do
You were the only one there for me and I let you down
When I lost my dad, you enclasped me
As I layed on your chest and you caressed me, I felt at home
I know you hate that I went M.I.A. and I heard you're working for the C.I.A.
I know you hate it when I'm absent
I hear the pain in your voice
You tell me that you love me, I don't feel it
You want my heart on your hands, but how can I do that when I don't even wear it on my sleeve
I'm not the person you want me to be
I'm still finding the person I need me to be
I'm thinking of you on the way home
Writing this letter, I wrote on the ride home
Sent her the letter and she said "I love you, I really do. After all we went through, I'm not ready to just surrender. The fights, the arguments, the hugs, the kisses, I miss it all. Remember when we met in Math class? Please don't forget me".
- Author: Papi Y (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 22nd, 2017 01:04
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 94
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