Ok, so you called me out one last time
Said exactly what was on your mind
I wanted to explain a little more
But we always run out of time
Always are running out of time
To tell everyone the truth would be unexpected
Underrated, not understood
You wouldn't know what to think
I know I don't
I do not date out of desperation
Relationships come with time
Dating never had such high expectations
But maybe we rushed into it this time
If I think about her while I think about you,
I get confused
I no longer know what I want to do
She gives me comfort
That of which I havent felt for so long
Since you've been gone
Since Christine's been gone.
This isn't about love
I can't even speak the word
I can't even think the word
I don't want to bring up that word
Maybe it's about lust
All the physical things in life
The things you need
Someone who comforts,
Someone to trust
I complicated everything more than anyone could have done
More than you
More than anything I can ever say
I need to leave
I need to run away
Like I always do
When it comes to you
It just seems easier that way
I write what I want to say
But I cannot say
Instead I leave these poems for people to find
To analyze in time
To understand what is on my mind
To see I am walking blind
I love my past
I hate my past
I wish that once it would last