A poem about moments that you've spent |
A feeling so sad of being used. of being ignored like I was a stranger to you. There're days, I wonder; if I hear the truth ? You say things beautiful yet, unreal. Moments; I feel blessed to have you, surely, somedays you must think so too. But then; taking what exists for granted is not a nice thing you do. The feeling; of not being wanted. The feeling; of not being special, unlike what you say every now and then. When I'm not there, it'll be hard to find someone with the patience; you so desperately seek, to listen to your complains and needs. Listening to everything you say. Giving you the shoulder to cry. Yes; not so perfect but that was I. I'm sorry; if it couldn't be more. Guarding; all the secrets, you were too scared to share with anyone else. Forgiving; when you said things that you never realized hurt. Sadly; when time comes to receive a portion of what I gave, you just don't seem to be there. Moments; when I wish to cry you question; "why?" saying it's silly and not how I'm suppose to feel. Moments; when I wish to share a secret. I hesitate thinking what you'd have to say. Because you simply won't listen. You wouldn't say you understand. You'd just walk away. Shrugging like it doesn't matter; like I don't matter.... You've been a great friend and you'd always be; that I believe but were you the best one? I just can't seem to agree. |