You are the beautiful rose I wish I would behold
for more than a while
but you always turn your back and look away,
if only you could allow me,
I would look into your eyes
and put words to the unsung silence
and unfold what is in my heart
that which only my eyes speak of.
but I cannot, my dear,
for to you I am inadequate.
Oct 29, 2015
Oct 29, 2015 at 7:17 AM UTC
You are the beautiful rose I wish I would behold
for more than a while
but you always turn your back and look away,
if only you could allow me,
I would look into your eyes
and put words to the unsung silence
and unfold what is in my heart
that which only my eyes speak of.
but I cannot, my dear,
for to you I am inadequate.
I chose to let you go, I let you pass, only because I saw that I was not good enough for you. You never gave me any chance to be who I am.
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