You play with my emotions
like a yo-yo on a string
and everytime it happens,
I never say a thing.
Pompous, arrogent, a tease,
are words that describe you,
No compliments from you today,
but then, that's nothing new.
You run me in to the ground,
unknowingly at times,
and even when your eyes are open,
you seem to miss the signs.
I want to be your friend,
but my true feelings won't relent,
and nothing will become of them,
so why dwell on time dually spent?
I hold my breath everytime you're near,
to keep my secrets locked away,
but it's hard to do, when you're in love,
with someone so far away. |
