Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Before it's too late

I wrote this after a fight with a dear friend. We've withstood the test of time, changing circumstances, love, hurt, pain, joy .. it makes me smile reading this and to be reminded of how I was so upset back then. In many ways I am thankful I have the ability to write and express. I am not a confrontational person, so writing is where I am completely expressive and absolutely true to my deepest feelings...

Don’t take me for granted
I stand by you no matter what
I look past your mistakes
I don’t show my pain
But that won’t last
You’re oblivious to the
Changes in me
 
Wake up you need to see
Before it’s too late
For you to change things
And we’re left cursing fate
 
What else?
I’m always there for you
And no,
I didn’t expect anything in return
Being friends, for me
Was never about give and take
I did my fair share of giving
And I’d do it all over again
If I can get past this hurt
You really don’t see it do you?
 
Wake up you need to see
Before it’s too late
For you to change things
And we’re left cursing fate
 
You probably think it’s a trivial thing
Why cry over something
So small and insignificant
But hey, aren’t you the one always saying
"It’s the little things in life that matter"?
 
Wake up you need to see
Before it’s too late for you
To change things
And we’re left cursing fate…
 
You know what’s funny?
You don’t even know I’m hurt
Right now you’re upset
Wondering why I find it tough
To make a simple call.
You think I’m taking you for granted
That’s how it is right?
You never did sense
My disappointment and that...
Yes that hurts even more
 
Wake up you need to see
Before it’s too late
For you to change things
And we’re left cursing fate
And I’m done with this!
Shit poem I know…
Had to let of steam
And that’s done…
Read it…chuck it
And go have some fun!

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