Its been a blast from the past,
To see you smile,
For its been awhile.

White bright teeth,
And full epicurean lips,
swaying ever so slightly,
Like your round shapely hips.

But thats not why im staring,
Nor is it what you are wearing.
Just the fact that i can see your face,
And i have already erased,
The disgrace you left me in.

Already were in a relationship,
Knew it from the beginning,
But thought i could win,
your heart from him.

I was wrong,
But it lasted quite long,
Until i gave up on you,
Hate.

Haste of late,
Brought me to this fearful place.
Of anger and sorrow,
Of tears not shed from joy,
Treated like a insignificant,
boy toy.

Passion,
A thing once ever ready,
On the tip of our tongues,
Lifting off through our lungs,
And ending in bliss,
Dont worry,
I havent slit my wrist.

Well i havent succeeded,
And im still being meaded,
Like a piece of meat.
And im still not ok,
And i dont like to live today.

So i walked away,
From your smile.
With a frown on my face,
Your memory in erase.
But not quick enough to stop the pain,
For ive been on the train,
To endless agony.
 
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