Looking into marbles as if they’re your eyes.
seeing right past the little white lies.
All you’re doing is protecting a heart
of one who didn’t love you, not since the start.
but I’ve been here watching and waiting alone
So that some day I might be handed the throne.
right through the glass of marbles ahead
You’ll see me barely hanging on by a thread.
But the glass of those marbles seems to be blurry.
still you signal to me to stay calm and not worry.
How can you say that with confidence I lack
I miss all the moments now looking back.
I had you right there in the palm of my hand
But nothing had gone the way I had planned.
Each thought sends a pain right to my chest
you ignored all my words of feelings expressed.
Traveling hours from sand to snow
Stopped with 3 gone and 7 to go
You‘ll come to me, so I’ll turn around.
I’m throwing those marbles hard at the ground.
- Author: Alex (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 18th, 2017 19:31
- Category: Love
- Views: 9
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