You hang on to my thoughts
like ice to the street...
I don't know how to do this without you
Thought our future was set in stone...
When blackbird sings a song for him
from snowy perch all crisp and trim...
A million questions on my mind, their answers lead...
I never thought, that day we met, that you would...
I know you'll never say it:
those dreaded words, "Me too...
I wish you would have told me first loves aren’t...
And that one day my heart would break...
You were my world,
And yet you crumbled...
The lonely heart is unseen,
a dancer alone...
What is the sound of a heart that’s bursting,
but a mere recollection of a bygone time...
I inhaled sharply
Flinched internally...
I don’t want to write a story
That has a happy ending...
"What if I didn't tell her that?"
"What if I did tell her what I really felt...