Poezja

I don't want to say the things, I always say to you...
And I don't want to cry the tears, that I always do,
I don't want to ask again, for something you won't give...
When your here it hurts too much, and that's no way to live,
Goodbye's the only answer, to rid me of the pain...
"Out of sight, out of mind", might just keep me sane,
It's not a choice I choose to make, it's what I have to do...
This broken heart can take no more, of living life askew,
If we'd done this, or I'd done that, if you'd given me a chance...
If you'd learn to let your heart decide, it might of said "just dance",
I'd like to think I'm more, to you than just a friend,
But you won't let me get that close, and I cannot pretend,
If you never "take a chance", on understanding something new...
How much have you missed, when it's right in front of you?
Life is taking chances, and learning as we grow...
If you never try another path, how will you ever know?
And though this is goodbye, I leave with you my heart...
It's something that belongs to you, and has from the start.