i read your blog alot. more than any other. i may not talk to you much. but.. here's a sigh. i don't want you to go. if i could i'd stop you. but.. its not for me to choose. its still your choice to go. in these past few months i felt so many things for you. its my fault i didnt do anything. but then again. what difference would it make. this.. this is for the greater good. i could have had everything, but i chose not to. i should have said something. but.. no. that would do no good for you. that would be selfish. go then. don't let me tie you down. don't let anything tie you down. here's something i'm still writing. maybe i can't tell you now, but someday you'll know. this is for you.
this is the end.
i should have tried, at least tried to change it.
its not my choice.
theres just too many things, too much to deal with
what could i have done.
i had no say at all.
these lines i've drewn
you had no part at all.
is this my fault?
am i to blame? who am i to blame?
this is my fault.
i had so many chances, almost every day.
look what i have done,
i've made a mess of it all.
these things that i do,
did they matter at all?
No comments:
Post a Comment