With each day I think
of you less and less
My independence doesn't
come without a cost
That cost was of course, you
I didn't pay it willingly
I went kicking and screaming
Pushing the boundaries, hoping
you would change your mind
Knowing it wasn't going to happen
but, still you know I had to try
The attachment was probably unhealthy
but when you get into the walls
It comes naturally as if we were friends
and not patient and counsel
I would not trade it for the world
and yet, with each day I still move
Further away.
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