Tonight I dance,
You called once,
I took that chance,
Waiting for a glance.

Tonight we walked,
You never talked,
Since then i thought
"I waited and rot".

Tonight I listen,
You had suspicions,
And gave me conditions,
In the end you left me

Because of traditions

We were having a good time
Or at least I was.
Then she said she lost her confidence
Not just one area
She said in every field
Even the fields she used to excel
And she thinks I am responsible
Some way or other I made her lose her confidence
Self-belief and self-worth.
I demean her all the time.
And it was there from a long time
She even had to consult her sister.
But she dare not talk with me
Am I that fearsome?
Did I not make her feel comfortable?
Everyone else could see it clearly happening in her
Except I who happens to her boyfriend
Unfortunately for her.
Do I need to change something?
Or is it something that can’t be fixed?
‘Cause it is just the way I am.
But I won’t be the reason of her downfall.
If it does not work, I will probably leave her for good.
I want her to flourish and live her dreams.
I can’t be selfish with her.

Swirling downwards, hurts to think.
I want this to stop, I'm on the brink.
Questioning why life has come to this.
It is what is, reality's bittersweet kiss.

I could write a million songs

About the color of your eyes,

I could write a million poems

About the softness of your hands,

I could sing forever about your beauty,

And it will never be enough.

I could just look at your face

And know the world is going to be all right.

I could touch your arm

And calm your heart down to a beat,

I could laugh for years upon end,

Just in hopes of seeing your smile.

For every tear I shed on a lonely night,

I pray you lay there next to me.

If love is what I have

You will never have as much for me.

But if I should die

And your world would fall apart,

I would force God to return my life,

Just to love you one more day.

But as I sit here,

With you not in sight

I wonder can I live

Without you in my life.

T.B. Wayne

We talked everyday
We never missed even one

You and I were forever
A match made in heaven

But you were a fallen angle
And I was a flying demon

My wish is you
your wish is a mystery

We haven't talked for days now
How many more till I *break

Every day a facade,
a fake.
What is it
that you’re trying not to break?
Pieces of you
and pieces of me
are already broken,
not ever neatly.
Everyone trying
to live in their lies.
Everyone struggling
to simply get by.
Who would ever,
when there was a crack,
take a blow at it all
and never look back?
Who left me,
bleeding on the floor,
crying behind locked doors?
Did I do this?
Did I ruin my own blissfullness?


....Are we to blame
for
our
own

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