Sorry
Sorry
Sorry for everything and sorry for nothing
sorry for hopes and dreams and fears
sorry for words that were never said
sorry for actions that never left my head
sorry for dreaming and nightmaring too
sorry for not knowing what to say or do
sorry for my confusion, guilt, and pain
sorry for my losses, sorry for no gains
Sorry can't begin to state this pain that I feel
Sorry won't reverse it, and it can never fully heal
Sorry for not knowing which words to say or when
Sorry for not feeling like I'm the lesser friend
Sorry for wishing that all of it would end.
Sorry is just a word now, because it's been worn out in my dreams
Sorry, just a blank stare
Sorry it won't end
Sorry I can't see,
sorry I can't feel,
sorry I can't imagine or love,
Sorry I can't push it away
Sorry I can't take it back
Sorry I can't do my job
Sorry I'm afraid to pick up slack
Sorry for wishing the worst
sorry for hoping the best
sorry that I love you
sorry it's a mess
Sorry for being me,
sorry for not beliving in you
sorry can't change what's already passed,
and I'm sorry for that too.
andando hasta ti
I hurt;
I know you can sense it.
Remember when you said,
"I wish I had someone to curl up
and watch TV with"?
Well, I'm walking.
And I'll keep walking until you.
We can hug and talk and smile and laugh,
and ignore the pain that life deals us.
Right now, just hold me close in your dreams,
and know that no matter who or what we go through,
I'll still love you as much as ever.
I'll remember everything you showed me
about computers, about friends, about life.
I hope you remember everything I showed you
about fear, trust, and love.
line drawn; now cross it
I can't see it anymore,
the distinct line between dream and reality.
I don't know what to say to people,
because of a dream... or a reality.
I can't remember if I really said that to her,
I don't understand how I could have done that to him,
I won't cope with thinking that of him,
I will never let myself be in her presence again.
But what if everything I think is wrong is just the dream?
What if everything I think is right is the dream?
What if I can never tell him how I feel because of a dream?
What if I can never be the same until I can find the line again?
flutter
18 candles on the 11th day
17 little wishes he does say
16 he was lost but found his way
15 is long gone with the ends all frayed
14 was the year it all went grey
13 and beyond no one remembers
12 more years of cold decembers
11 is today so i now surrender
i wish i could forget this september
dreams
Now it is time to escape
into my dreams, away from harsh reality.
For, in my dreams,
everyone knows what they need,
everyone knows what they want,
and everyone can know the balance between the two.
Desires don't overrun necessities,
Trust always beats out fear,
Honesty is the best policy,
and Love is gentle and kind.
expectations
i set my expectations way too high for this situation.
i don't understand why cowardice makes it all go wrong;
yet so does bravery...
right now, it can't be special,
but very soon, just this once, it will be.
but now that that time is here, it's like before.
i knew i shouldn't have set myself up
i only tripped up a little bit, though
i caught myself before i fell flat on my face.
you know how i feel about it
and i thought you were at least close to my page
but now i'm confused.
and i feel like a little girl
always trying to talk to the boy she likes
but he is trying to avoid her
just clarify it for me, please.
is it okay to let myself hope for the future;
or should i just drop it, like i did before...?
