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Monday, March 13, 2006
the other girl
I found you, I held you, I needed you, I wanted you.
I could see it from the start,
the lies versus the truth.
Everything was to be excepted,
relationships never work out.
When the entire time,
you filled my empty heart with doubt.
You chose this foolish girl to feed your desperate words to.
I didn't know you at all apparently,
but you knew you.
Love slowly slips from my fingers like grains of soft sand.
Pain gradually seeps through me,
with a blade in my hand.
Should I just do it,
will it help like they say it does?
Maybe I should brand myself with a proof of pain,
instead of finding the cause.
Of why you left me without a single goodbye.
Why you made me suffer and everyone refused to tell me why.
I put the knife aside,
that kind of life wasn't for me.
I would live through today,
and hold in the tears for no one to see.
I looked through a dirty window,
searching for nature's beauty to calm my soul.
Then I saw you walking on the road,
a shiver was sent and I felt cold.
You were walking alone, you briefly stopped and looked at my home.
I knew you could see me here,
for once I didn't feel alone.
A river of hope rushed through my veins.
But ironically was followed with a waterfall of pain.
I saw her skip up to you and put her arms around you.
Was this my fate, was this the honest truth?
She kissed you passionately and became quite confused.
As she saw tears in your eyes when she looked at you.
You stared at me from the lonely street.
I knew you still cared, you still felt for me.
Maybe you were unsure, maybe it just didn't feel right.
I still hold onto my hopes,
I'll always hold on tight.
As I slid my fingers across the glass and a tears streamed down my face.
I wanted to slowly die,
I wanted to leave this place.
She dragged you along,
taking a walk hand in hand.
I couldn't believe this was happening,
I couldn't understand.
You looked back one last time and I could see you sigh.
Your body language from here made me soon cry.
You went back to her and she laughed,
spinned about and twirled.
She was beautiful, full of life,
she was the other girl.
So maybe that knife will help this pain fade away.
Nothing else worked,
I hope it works today.
You promised me everything,
you promised me I was your world.
Now I see you from my window in love with ,
the other girl. . .

4:42 AM ;
reaching for the stars;