Can I Pretend?

ellie-sora Poems

So here it goes When I told you that I loved you, I meant it... and maybe I still do? I search for you in every boy I see And I came to an understanding of what your type could be Light eyes with a constant smile and a positive air The kind of guy that could hug with no care The kind of guy you could talk to with ease And whose words are warm and soft like breeze And that’s the trick The booby-trap on which you trip Curse you and that type of yours That blinded me for years Curse myself and my heart for falling too easy I should’ve gave up and not be so greedy Maybe then I would’ve seen the imperfection of your kind And change the course of my mind I wish that I could thank you But it means a conversation and... that takes two Oh, don’t worry, I know you’re too busy to spend your time on me A hopeless girl like me can’t talk with you, and I agree Honestly, I get it And I’m glad we split ‘Cause you and me... we don’t fit Although I saw a lot of things we share the same But maybe it was only in my eyes... ‘cause I had a flame You were sparkless when all I wanted was to burn You shut my brain and I thought with that I’d learn It’s not your fault, it’s all on me I’m to blame for keeping my dreamless fantasy You did nothing wrong I just shouldn’t’ve kept pushing aimlesslly this long I guess, maybe I scared you with being too honest Maybe I’m the reason that you broke your promise I’m sorry I tried to hold ‘nd tie you up I’m sorry I followed you when you wanted to break up So, can I let go of you now? Because s-o-m-e-h-o-w You’re still caught up in my heart And I keep wishing my memories could restart So that I can pretend That it never started, that it began with an end So, can I forget the numbers of your phone? Can I, please, forget that time we spent alone? I wish I could forget your name I wish I could forget the person I became I wish you and I... were never friends Because, why let it start, when you know it ends? I understand that we’ve lost... whatever it was that we once had We were, as it goes, ‘slowly but surely’, falling apart So here it goes