Saturday, April 25, 2009

Just A Ghost Of What I Was

We sit there smiling at each other.
Yours is true, mine is forced.
I'm hiding so much from you.
We live on two sides of the tracks now.
I have one thing to say: I'm sorry.

We sit there smiling at each other.
Your eyes shine, mine are clouded.
There was that time--we always laughed,
And the sun shined brightly on our faces.
We don't see face to face anymore.

We sit there smiling at each other.
You're relaxed; I'm tense.
I can't be me around you anymore.
Walls build up around me. I feel the judgment, again.
I'm not what I was before.

We sit there smiling at each other.
You give me all; I'm not really there.
So excitedly relaying the day,
I'm not listening like I should.
Insignificant. That's what it is to me now.

I wish we could still tell each other everything.
I wish we could still laugh honestly, together.
I wish we weren't so different anymore.
I wish things didn't happen like this.
I wish sorry could make it better.
It can't.

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