My fingers are growing tired of writing about you.
Reliving our past will not bring it back,
The mistakes aren't going to just disappear
And I refuse to fight for the good times when I know you wouldn't do the same.
I don't regret our laughs,
Our talks,
The first time our lips met.
I regret how fast I fell for you charm,
And how I believed every single word you spoke.
I will never make the mistake of falling,
again.

Thoughts try to escape the prison walls of my mind.
Lingering through my fingers,
And wanting to dance across the paper I scribble on.
They try to express the words that have always gotten stuck on the tip of my tongue.
I can't help but stutter when I try to explain the way I wonder,
The way my mind can race threw thoughts
And I just remain silent.
Silent to all who may care
And silent to all who may hurt me.