Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Misty
You are God-sent...that's what I thought.
Until you decided to pack up and leave.
Out the door, without a sound,
As if I meant nothing...Maybe I didn't.
I can't let go, not now at least.
It was our unspoken promise, which you're not gonna keep.
Should I hate you? Should I plead?
Should I let you walk away from me?
It's not like I can stop you,
It's not like you would care enough,
I just didn't think things would happen so soon,
I thought I had everything well sorted out.
What am I to do now?
This isn't part of the plan.
Is this where disguised blessings appear with a bang?
I'm lost, I'm angry, I'm a confused little thing.
The road ahead looks misty again.
Saying goodbye is a premature event.
But I can't bring myself to cry,
Because I don't think you're worth it.
Help me to see, everything falls into place.
Posted by Jo at 9:29 PM
