Words of Time: A Collection of Poems Throughout The Years

So I Write

I refuse to fold and I refuse to bend,

But I feel like this will never end.

These nights alone with all this guilt,

I feel like I ruined everything we built.

And even writing as I am right now,

It won't heal me, only you know how.

You hold the key to my addiction,

This never ending, constant affliction.

I never told you how bad it really was,

It pulls me in so I can get that buzz.

It's not the end, but how can I be certain?

You're the one backstage, you control the curtain.

And as much as I long to hold you in my arms,

Not tonight, my thoughts aren't lucky charms.

So I guess I'll keep waiting, waiting on you,

Because you're going to do, what you want to do.

I can't force you to come back to me,

Even after a sincere apology.

And what hurts the most, I must confess,

I lied, I love you, I made this mess.

I was tongue tied by my own fear,

Even after you whispered in my ear.

You loved me in the beginning and maybe still do,

I'm just sorry it took so long for me to say, "I love you".