"overstudying" poems
I never told you this
when you sat across from me
how could I ever be
what you wanted?
A facade of painted faces
and plastic words
to become what you would see.
I never told you this
on that last day of summer
when we parted ways for the final time.
To break your heart into smaller pieces
was something I could not live with.
I never told you this
in that message
sent in a weary haze of overstudying
and sleepless nights.
How could I tell you the truth
when you had already moved on?
I never told you this
then when I was confused and naive
drunk on the thoughts of us
and how well we fit.
I never told you this
because I was scared of rejection
but now you are with someone else
and it might be too late.
So, I'm sorry I never told you...
I love you
Jan 24, 2014
Jan 24, 2014 at 2:16 PM UTC