Silence chokes my tears.
You stare at me and ask,
"No one asked you."
Yes I am.
I mean, you know me better than anyone,
Even some of my best friends.
I turn to you as you start to get up.
Panic fills my stomach.
I get to screaming and crying,
Grabbing at your chest and feel your heart beat.
I let go,
My breathing, getting harder at the minute.
You know how to break me down better than anyone,
I HATE YOU,
But I love you for it, too.
Your innocence burns through my heart.
It hurts, and you know it.
I cling to your side,
But not when you're looking.
Past feelings and aggression,
That's how I remembered you.
"How do you do it?"
I whisper into your ear.
Honestly, you don't get it.
Which, doesn't surprise me.
You weren't that bright when I gave you riddles.
I give up and look away.
I hear you sigh, and start to get up.
I beg you not to go again,
But I can't hold you back this time.
It's all my fault,
I admit it,
But there always has to be a time where she lets go...
Where I let go.
I hug myself and cry.
Thanking you for touching my heart,
Thanking for letting me touch yours.
How did you do it?
How did you put up with my begging and crying?
How did your voice just put me to sleep?
Looking back, all of your mistakes I corrected..
It made me better.
I shouldn't hate you,
I should thank you...