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 naïve 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
