I want to believe you were scared
because I was nothing you ever knew
when you laughed and asked
"who even are you?"

the newness of it all and you couldn't help but fall
for the girl who has spirit
but answered days apart when i called
you couldn't stand to be near it
magnetism above all

but I've been in your shoes enough times to know
that's not the case and you were ready to go
so i'll sit here and wonder where i went wrong
but not for much longer
i hear my favorite song


your silence spoke to me in screaming whispers
but now i hear it as a roar
it's not your voice, it's actually mine
"let go of the people who make your heart sore
and give you no time"

You promised to stay
and never leave my side.
You promised to listen
and never guide me wrong.
You promised to help
and never let me fall.

You promised to love me
and never did.

Is it really a promise
if you swore to do something
you knew you never could?

Oak trees crown of leaves does sit,
reminding all of its sacred stature.

It stands giving shade in summer,
and beauty with leaves of color in Fall.

It’s rooted in Winter season of sleep
with snowflakes that sparkle in splendor.

And its eminence tall sends out fragrances
against showers that bring Spring flowers.

Yes, Oak tree you are a prince I bow to,
as you have my allegiance forevermore.