Monday, February 18, 2013

Sooner or Later

Today I might be the one melting at your sight
It is in my stomach that butterflies fly
And it is my hands that tremble at your presence
My voice becomes weak without sense.

It is my tears that fall upon the bedroom floor
My sad songs that fill my heart the moment I enter the door
My longings that rage from within
And my smile that widens when it's you I'm thinking.

But sooner or later the tides will turn
The fire within my heart will cease to burn
And it will be you to find me desirable
But by that time I will be gone.

You will watch me from afar and cherish the friendship
that you took for granted all these years
You will see me with someone else and feel a bite
of regret and slight agony upon my sight.

One day you will see how my light shines bright
Your blindness exposed for gone is the night
And I will be someone you wish you had
Soon you will realize it's you who got it bad.

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