Series of misconceptions and dramas,
Unwilling to pay heed;
Just lost in the trauma,
Of what I now face.
What I wish to convey,
I face a loss of words to express;
I won’t say I love you,
For I know I won’t hear it back.
I won’t say you’re my happiness,
For I’ve learnt I can survive just the same.
It wasn’t the timing and neither fate,
Just different feelings,
Yours just simply more tamed.
But this I must say,
That I sure do wish;
It didn’t have to end this way.
Maybe I was the immature one,
Perhaps I was at fault.
I’m sorry, I’ll admit.
A heap full of mistakes,
After all, that’s all it takes.