More bitter, more sweet: You(2)



Honestly i have tried
But some people
Some people plant seeds when you let them under your skin
The winds whisper as their vines grow into you
Grow and grow
They make themselves comfortable in your most fond memories
Until they are more than a memory

Because i dont remember your voice
But i remember that you called every day for a month straight
That you liked the way i sang to you that morning
And that you owe me a song
You and your piano

I remember the quality, quantity
The certainty of your love
I remember that you cut me off twice
And i did the same to you
I remember cussing you out
But never on the phone
Never to your face

I remember that you said you missed me.
That you needed to hear my voice.
I got a missed call
I called once
Texted once
No reply
I dont know if it was you
I hope its you
And im scared that it isnt

Now i know what hopeless love is.
Stupid love.

I know you are not worth my effort.
Cause you know how i feel
And i know how you feel.
But it still doesnt matter…


Ps. For a continuation…start from the beginning.




Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s