Writing this comes as no surprise, when a threat of a goodbye Is what one would despise, yet is greatly needed. To have held on a handful of years Through the laughter and the tears And have glimpses of you in my eyes
To Know you'll never read my letters That I'll never know if your worse or better That you'll never hear my resolutions that my ears never hear your voice again
That I'll never laugh at a dull joke again That every girl I meet will never even be a friend Hoping my naΓ―ve loyalty will make you send me a message To give me passage again into your life
It wasn't fair expecting a rainbow when I gave you a thunderstorm And for you to expect gold when you sent me to an oil rig I'll never know if you'll ever go to prom Or were the feelings we felt ever that big
Will I ever get to tell you happy birthday? Will we ever get to hug? Can I even get a handshake Or did I make the mistake In all the hopeless promises I used to say ?
That i'll go to special events, and buy charms you'll never wear That I'll tear up and hold my face, and those around me wouldn't care That a dreamcatcher used to connect us, like the very dreams I had for us That you taught me how to cuss, and hold back and not make a fuss
I miss the way we used to laugh, at the mundane and obvious And how you always made light of my snobbishness How you made me a better man, both mentally and physically And how I promised us tickets to Seoul with concerts and sights galore
So this is it, no millionth chance, the final curtain closes And what a sadder way to end it, where both of us exposes The fatal flaw in one another, and our hope to achieve love While you go back to your knowledge, and I beg the one above
A poem for a girl I woulda seen as a wife, written in a time where I feel lost and existing. A coping mechanism I want to use to heal faster