Saturday, October 23, 2010

At the Sea Shore

You asked her questions
about me.

But you told me you loved me.
I stil don't understand.
How you could hold my hand
And not ask me what was wrong.

I don't understand why you would be
afraid of me.

You said you loved me.

But you never tried to understand
This person that I am. You didn't. Love me. You didn't.

You sailed away, and left me at the shore.
And i'm still glaring into the sunset,
Wondering if you'll ever come back for me.

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