No more.
Sometimes I wish I hadn’t met you,
I wished we hadn’t got acquainted,
Wished you didn’t fall for me,
It wouldn’t hurt that much rejecting you,
Cause you’ll just be a random stranger,
A stranger that passes by me,
Without a care in the world.
But you had to.
You had to know me.
You had to charm me with you’re witty sense of humor,
You had to be part of my world,
You had to tell me you cared.
What was I to do?
Now, as I sit recalling the days,
I wished I hadn’t met you.
Wished you were never pulled my heartstrings,
For now, I remorse over what you’ve become.
Somehow, I don’t know how,
You found a way into my heart.
You made me care,
Though I didn’t want to,
You made me think that I could have stop it.
Even when I kept telling myself,
It was YOUR decision,
YOURS, not mine.
So why do I blame me?
Please.
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