I've made mistakes, made bad choices...
Should learn to keep my mouth shut, listen to those little voices...
You know.... the ones in your head that give you advise...
Sometimes my head burns with them...
As if my brain were full of mice...
Gnawing, trying to get out...
Chewing and nibbling until I want to shout...
I need to move on...pick up and go...
I feel like I've killed any feelings you had for me...
Like shooting the black hat cowboy..in an old picture show...
I thought at one point you felt it too...
Feelings for me, like I feel for you...
But, if that ever was...it seems to be gone now...
You say we can still be friends.. I don't know how..
Every time I see you I want to smile...
I want to be near you all the time...
Not just once in awhile...
But, I will try my best to be just friends...
If that is all it can be...
And maybe, just maybe. one day you'll see me.