sitting in this empty room where
so many memories still remain
I can almost smell the cologne
almost see you walking in again
what happened, what did I do?
why do you have to be who you are?
couldn't you have tried a little harder?
did you have to take things so far?
never doubt my convictions
never say I didn't try
it was your choice to f*** me over
your choice to tell me those lies
tell me was I too demanding?
you used to be the world to me
you made your points with your fists
the angry marks that everyone could see
sitting in this empty room where
so many memories linger on
your scent's already fading
peace of mind lets me know you're gone
I'll never be that weak again
you brought out the worst in me
couldn't you have tried a little harder?
be the man in you I used to see
Touching write.
Love
Amira
God Bless,
Tyrone
Gary
Felix
Sometimes people only allow us to see what they want us to. Life is an open book and we can never tell what's behind the cover until we flip through the pages. Your venting is well justified.
Dan
Some for the better; and some for the worse.
In your mind you are probably realizing that
you have made the right choice.
Well-done!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)