I’m on the edge,
Waiting for someone to remind me
Of what we once were—
But were we anything, even then?
Something has me confused,
Still falling into your trap.
My heart yearns and aches,
It’s almost impossible to hold back.
But then I remember what happened before,
And its what I try to forget.
But I can’t;
It’s permanently etched into my mind,
My heart,
My soul.
My will is getting weaker,
I’m about to fall to your feet
To let you trample all over me,
Murder me cold.
Even that would be better
Than always wanting,
Waiting,
Wishing you’d return to me
Even though I know you won’t.
This is the end,
My breaking point.
The memories are too strong,
Not fresh in my mind,
But still there,
Hard as rock and
I can’t break them down.