Today I learnt perfection is ephemeral,
And all good must come to and end,
My trembling hand reaches to my mascara smudged eyes once again,
And I sit here dwelling in my own pain.
I vow to myself that I won't break,
Or beg once again,
No matter how much I long to be his,
I'll keep holding on to our last kiss.
I already feel so alone,
Even from that moment you shot me down,
And the pain in my chest gets harder to heal,
It's hard that I'm hiding what I really feel.
Did I give too much yet again?
Is it my fault that my heart is on the floor?
I looked into your eyes seeing the boy I love,
But do you stare back thinking you've had enough?
I hold your hand and can't let go,
I hold myself close to you, taking you in,
And from the first poem I wrote, watching you walk away,
It's happened again, and this time, maybe for forever?
Is it wrong to say I miss you?
Or get lost in your eyes,
Is it wrong that I'd do anything for you?
I wish you'd see things through.
The harder I cry or louder I scream,
The more invisible I become.
I hold onto hope and I beg fate to not be so cold,
I prey already that baby we've only put our love on hold.
