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Just on a Little Break
I am crying as I write this, memories of when we used to kiss,
just got off the phone with you, reacted a little strange,
said something that is creeping down, I am afraid of drastic change.
Just on a little break, but still you got me,
I cry at night for you, pile of paper on the floor,
and I still wait for that day, you mend back my heart, to you.
Rhymind words are nothing, food is something I can not taste,
staying locked inside of my room, nack and forth I begin to pace.
The past comes back to haunt me, as I turn on mTV,
try to block away the silence, but you are all I see.
Call you on your cell phone, even though I know you are home,
ask you to decide and not to think twice, just use some memories,
mixed with ill advice, so you told me to meet you, and let the past slip away.
I met you in the darkness, could not see your face,
but still I put my had in yours so the darkness could erase,
but you did not even budge, said no and let go of my hand,
you would rather hold your grudge.
