Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Wasn't Worth Saving
My feet,
On your dashboard,
Wasn't worth saving
To you.
And when,
I talked that night,
About the magic of the stars
And how they dance around
Us;
With their own songs-
Like each,
A key on the piano.
A melody...
That wasn't worth saving either.
And my kiss
Was
Expendable
To your lips.
They'd rather lie
Than love me
Or stay silent;
And fight me-
That way.
And it wasn't enough to you-
To talk about it;
Or ask me
To stay.
But they were willing enough;
To whisper into the ears of someone else.
And break everything;
We ever made.
Making it clear
That they don't just not want me now-
But they won't ever want me again.
And they're mean enough
To steal my heart away;
When they feel nothing,
And then not have the courage
To say-
They never loved in the first place.
And looking through old pictures is the saddest thing,
Because
I don't only see what was,
But what we could have been.
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