I remember all of my now shattered dreams,
And myrage at you coming out as screams.
I remember my feelings of lost hope,
Then later hat image of you dangling from that rope.
I wish I could have had tuime to show you how much you mean to me,
Then maybe you wouldn't be hanging from that tree.
But I never was good at showing you how I feel,
And that my love for you was so strong, that to me, you seemed so unreal.
The thing I remember about you the most was your smile,
It made me think that nothing else in the world could ever be so worhtwhile.
I used to love just being with you,
But I never saw what you were going through.
I was blind,
It would seem that my blindness and your fate were entwined.
I don't know why I'm so sad, in truth, I saw it approaching.
But still, I wouldn't change, and my blindness to you was encroaching.
I should feel somehting, anything, because I know that I could have changed.
But maybe it was to me, you were something to be enstranged.
In the end, I did feel something and I know that I wasn't angry at you, but at me,
Because I was the one who couldn't see. |
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