Breathing in the breath you left.
Feeling cold, but drenched in sweat.
Memories stab me, a thousand knives.
You were deaf to my pleading cries.
I tried to speak, but you didn’t understand.
You were slipping away, like water through my hands.
I guess it was only a matter of time.
You weren’t meant to be caged, you weren’t meant to be mine.
The tighter I hold you,
The more I know,
You no longer want me,
I have to let go.
I need and want you,
But I don’t have a choice.
You’ve already decided,
You’re deaf to my voice.
At least I think that
All of this is true.
I’ve been wrong before.
Especially about you.
You’re so hard to read
When you’re looking away.
At one point you loved me.
Such sweet yesterdays.
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