Why did I give up?
Why was I scared?
We could have had something together.
But I ran and hid as if nobody cared.
I gave up on you.
And now you are gone.
A memory and a song that plays on and on.
I hope you found happiness.
As I deserve none.
A lifetime of punishment for what I have done.
But yet I remain.
With thoughts of you still on my mind.
Shallow and empty.
Wishing to see you one last time.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
One last time
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