The thoughts come back.
In and out like waves.
They are what I cannot keep hold of.
Like water, you slipped through my fingers.
My tears were wasted on you.
I’ll close my eyes and erase you.
The memories will not slip in,
I know they mean nothing to you.
But people like you don’t come around often.
I’m still looking at you through rose-tinted glasses.
There are too many songs,
That keep you coming back to me.
All these words that I’m not brave enough to say.
All these words I want you to say.
The hope of who I wanted you to be,
Did not alter the sad reality,
That I was not enough.
There is this distance now,
This space between us,
That neither one can overcome.
I remember how easy it was for you,
To take my clothes off,
Making me forget,
That you would not look at me the same after.
Yet, I still let you put your arms around me,
Still let you kiss me,
Because for a night, I craved you too.
But then morning came,
Everyone else came into view,
And I was no longer what you wanted.
You came in and out like a wave,
Leaving me behind on the sand,
All those hours wasted on you.
I might stay here for a while,
But waves do not come back.
There will be more like you.
But there will only be one,
Who will sweep me out to sea.