I’m going to steal a little of your style, now
A few of your words,
A bit of your, -attitude-
(That carefree feeling I have so long been without.)
Maybe you’ll notice, but it’s something I doubt.
I don’t want to remember
I want to never forget
Hide it away at the back of my mind,
This, I still can’t bring myself to regret
I could write this all down,
Fill page one through one hundred reasons-
Reasons you’re sick, and cruel
That this was -so- not the season
All reasons aside,
(Subtleties, secrecies, your touch to me.)
I still want this back.
(Forget my lips on your back.)
Tell me you never cared,
Even when this had just begun
But this still isn’t, simply can’t be done.
I admire your selfish mind
With skilled ease,
You ignored my desperate pleas
She knew what I didn’t,
Try though I did,
I couldn’t find respect for you
Even if I was still just a kid
I told her what you’ll never hear,
Not ever from me, dear
I could never let you have it
I don’t want you to deserve this
So, I’ll keep it a secret
And blow you one last kiss. |
Submission Name: Spite Of Summer
