I convinced myself that I didn't need you. Denial had the best of me until now. Denial just died and reality has knocked me to my knees. The world looks different from this height however and I've gained an additional angle and another perspective of the world to add to my armory. Every ounce of consciousness takes its toil as simple tasks become burdens with you on my mind. Innocent objects remind me of you and single breathes drag into long sighs of longing. I wish your affections were in line with mine and that this feeling was mutual, but sadly no.
The only time you run out of chances is when you stop taking them. And you've ceased the tease and quit the risks so sadly there's no chance of potential. I hate that I loved you and I regret this ordeal.....but really I don't because you still reside in my heart.
Lame is my name and fame is the game.
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