Thursday, August 19, 2021

It changes

It changes:

I'd write my love on an empty page

And hope what remains flies into your range

Never thought we would reach this unfortunate stage

Isn't it crazy how fast people change?


What was it like, waking up one day

And not feeling the same about me and you

I didn't think I'd never get to have any say

I kept hoping that conversation just wasn't true


You weren't sorry for what you had done

You were sorry for what you were about to do

I was shocked to see what you had become

I hope no one ever does that to you

I hope you never know my kind of pain

Never know the feeling of getting your heart slain

By the person who meant the most to you


But I don't hold you guilty

I know what you have been through

Not all of what we had belonged to thee

Some part of it perhaps belonged to me too.

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