I'm sorry. It was too harsh. I wish I could take it back. But that's how I felt. And even though i want to take it back, I'm making myself not. Because otherwise I'll never pipe up again to speak my mind. I'm too afraid to open my mouth when it matters most. And when I do say something, it comes out sounding like its a joke. But its not. It hurts. So bad. Only you could see when I was hurting before. Now it seems like I can fool you too. (Even though I wasn't trying to hide it.)
So kiss me? On the forehead. Like you did at first.
Soothe my heart.
Calm the inner storm.
Wipe the escaping tear.
And kiss me.
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