Friday, September 11, 2009

My guitar and yOur black dress

Why do things never work out in the first place?

someone told me they lOved me, yet they threw me away.

now i know not to trust one anymore...

and the next day, everything goes back to normal...

.I'm torn between what was and what could be.

a girl under a black umbrella

well when someone says they lOve you and then treat you as a second favourite,

you say you lOve them back yet your lOve slowly diminishes,

until there's not a single drop of lOve,

and that's when the world opens up to you.

not because you left them behind, but when you realise you were their toy.

a toy on a lonely string.

they believe they are the world to you,

and neglect the rules of friendship,

say things that are not to say, and not to hear,

and when the spitting words come out.

and when too many chances were given,

its time to say goodbye.


wondering what they have done to hurt you.

but they will never realise,

not ever in their mind...

until the very end...

until it's too late...

to say sorry.

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