I don’t want speak to you
I don’t want to understand
I don’t want to laugh with you
I don’t want to hold your hand
It’s just you and me in this room, alone
Gazes averted as the people disappear
Lost in themselves, lost in each other
I can only see you, and you see only them
I am absent from your mind
I’ve about had it; I think it’s time
I start to forget, I start to regret
And I slowly watch you dissolve
Because things aren’t the same anymore
Feelings change and we mature
And I was never a part of you
Just a part of me
The me you still refuse to see















Comments
Yeah, it is overused, and I hate it that way. I know I'm in a bit of a different situation than most girls, but it's still the same. I'd like to write about more important things, but it's extremely difficult. That boy used to be my life, so I suppose it's easier for me to write about him. Luckily, he isn't anymore.
Thanks again. I wasn't expecting to get such a fast comment!
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this is our secret place [outer space, outer space]
And think nothing of the fast comment, I really like looking at the new deviations and clicking on the writings. I find more interesting things in the writing section.
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this is our secret place [outer space, outer space]
Other than that, it's really nice and I love how you use the method of rythm and then it slowly dissapears... yet sometimes still rhymes in your mind with the words: Meaning, you chose the right words at the right time.
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Just a bit explosive...
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this is our secret place [outer space, outer space]
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This review has been Gandhi approved!
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