Wednesday, August 21, 2013

The Shift

Wish the shift had never occurred. Then it wouldn't hurt so bad that you belong to her. My heart could move on with much greater ease if it weren't for that moment I got down on my knees. 
And told you I loved you. 
In front of the world. 
I told you I loved you. That you were my girl. 
I didn't know that at that very time you were moving with her. You would leave me behind. 
So I jumped on that train, the one you'd been on from the start. 
I jumped on that train, ready to give you my heart. 

But you weren't there. I waited a while. 
You weren't there. I kept on a smile. 
You weren't there. I started to search. 
You weren't there. 
You were with her. 

So now I'm stuck, halfway down this track. And I gotta walk back. I gotta trek back. But it's lonely, and its hard, and in my chest there's a scar. And back on that train sits my still beating heart. 

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