Theres no compromise with you...
With you,
I thought you were different.
I thought my numbness would dim down into
some type of feeling.
Translate into feelings.
But at first.
I had you.
You were great, enthusiastic,
your thoughts were beautiful and educated.
Unordinary, unique.
Girls didn't really pay you much attention, but I did.
I looked at you
I looked at us with some type of hope.
I knew we would be something, together.
But
Just like the bitter sweet taste of truth,
It comes to light.
You fall in line with the rest of them.
You became repetitive, predictable,
your thoughts were boring and dry
Simple, Ignorant
Girls didn’t really pay you much attention, Neither did I.
I looked at you
With no hope
I knew this would end.
Now I'm reminded so bitterly,
Like a season,
short and temporary,
Things come and go.
Once a beautiful hot summer,
Now a dull a crisp breeze.