Friday, August 19, 2011

Your silhouette remained in my subconscious

stupid remarks cataloged by pop-culture reference number
driving me mad as I pushed and pulled you
wondering if I was uptight, if you were inappropriate,
if love was even part of an answer either of us understood

eventually you were gone, I often miss you
sometimes I watch the things you liked just to understand
all of the reasons that we didn't belong together
or maybe those were the reasons that we did

who knows, maybe I would be happier
sometimes I don't give things half the chance they deserve
the only question is, can I gain what I lost
or am I really supposed to be looking for something else?

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