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I'm just that girl you love to lust
 because they never seem quiet enough,
 an understated lack of trust, 
Your kind words are simply, just

 slow and steady is all I ask, 
A slower pace then my ugly past 
Hold my hand, stay by my side
Let's sit together on the ride of life

Through stomach dropping hills
We put miles on the wheels
Heading to anywhere different 
Then the truth of her world

From the sounds of the tides 
To the familiar highs 
As each town passes
The butterflies fly

Never again tell me goodbye
Dont promise me everything Under the sky
Save the gossip and silence the lies
And we can give this chapter a fighting try 

Demand your spot and draw a line 
Please understand things are different this time
Everything slows to nearly a stop
And I suddenly see what I've suddenly got 

happiness sits awkwardly on the edge of the seat
Reminisce on past days when you'd offered defeat 
Grudges seemed dropped unjust and weak 
Another attempt is worth trying it seems 

Tread the water, carefully
Don't give me less then honesty
Whisper the truth that I need to hear
Softly, slowly, in my waiting ear
 Sep 2011 Kristie Lewis
Alicia
Well Liars lie and cheaters cheat and if that’s you well then what does that make me?
It doesn’t matter;
I know what they’ll think.
It’s all your fault but I’m to blame.
Should have known better, should have realized your misleading smiles and dead end lies.
Looking back I wish I knew this was just a game that you refused to lose.

Lying tongues are clumsy and you’re no exception,
Of all the things you said you forgot to mention that you didn’t want me,
I just passed the time.  
How naive can I get to think you’d be mine?
Must have been love struck, cause’ I sure was blinded.
Got lost in your eyes and I couldn’t find my way out.
Am I out now?

I’ve been replaying all of the nights,
Looking for signs where you might have implied that you’d never leave her,
I don’t understand. What would she think of you holding my hand?
I still remember the things that you said, the way that you laughed, and the hope that you left.
The way that your eyes looked that night in your truck,
Kept me holding on to feelings I must have made up.
I didn't know that it was a contest between what she has and I don't.
I guess I was falling in love alone.

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