You seem to think that it's only you
Who worries about what time brings
Maybe because I've already gone out in the world
And discovered so many new things
But that does not mean I'm not still scared
My smile just hides my desperation
My fears are alive –
Just buried deep inside
But you should know better,
So think of me.

You seem to think that it's only you
Who was hurt in the battle of love
But you were the one
Who called quits first
So am I wrong to ask to know
Exactly what YOUR wounds consist of?
I still stood there,
My heart WRENCHED out – for months and months on end
But as I stand here, do you still care
That my wounds have become beyond repair?
So think of me.

You seem to think
That I was the one who walked away
When you, in fact, ran out.
But as I walked, I walked silently
Unlike you, who seemed to shout,
"I'm free! I'm free" I heard your yells
Even though we were continents apart
And just as we ended,
Your new story seemed to start.
So dare I ask,
DID you think of me?

© HalfPast12

Wednesday September 7th, 2011

2:45 AM