To the one who asked me, for so long,
To listen to the same old sad song
How could it be that you've never known
That I was also humming my own?
To the one who kept me in the light
Of all things that happen left to right
Why am I, to whom you've made a mark,
Feeling like a shadow in the dark?
To the one I've tried to escape from,
the one I think of on my lonesome,
I've grown tired of hearing of your chase,
for was I ever part of the race?
To the one whom I had fallen for,
whose warmth I'm attempting to ignore
I wonder what it is you will do,
on knowing I've always sung for you?
I made this poem some time ago for a friend going through love troubles of her own. I'm just posting it now 'cause I've thought of a witty-as-fuck title for it. =))))
Huh, this is probably the first time I've used an emoticon in a blog post (not counting the labels). Feels weird, but it's probably because this is also the first time I'm not posting about my troubles. :))
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