Tuesday, 9 July 2013

Hardest thing to do..



The hardest thing to do, was to tell you I won’t speak to you.
I guess, you just left me with no choice
Tired of getting hurt, over and over.
Tired of being left out, for no reason.

The hardest thing to do, not speaking to you.
Maybe I’m just used to. 
Love. Let go . Repeat.

There have been nights, where more than music I’ve needed you.
There have been times where I’ve let everything behind, just to speak to you.
How I wish I could tell you, these words crave to be read by you

It feels like I won’t see you again ever in my life.
Maybe you wouldn’t want me to .
Maybe I don’t deserve to.

So I write these words , telling you how much I would miss you. 
The hardest thing to do, not speaking to you.
Every night I’ll love to miss my sleep, missing you.

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