Winter days remind me of how lonely the cold feels.
My mind drags me back to the warm feeling when you were here.
It blows me away how a cloud nine feeling could turn bad so fast.
I wish I had of known a little more about your hidden past.
Days go on checking my phone for the screen to light up.
Hoping for a message from you to say I am enough.
The screen stays black and all my self doubt comes to life.
Realizing once and for all there was only room for one of us; he was Mr. Right.
One question lingers on my mind more than ever before.
Why would you lead me on like this if you never wanted more?
Sharing is a slippery slope for those who dare to dream.
For me this dream turned into a nightmare long before night broke.
As much as it hurts to say goodbye this is my bid farewell.
To the girl who stole my heart and keeps it on her shelf.
I hope some day you think back to all the memories we shared.
And question yourself if you made the right choice for letting me walk away.
Active Ink Slinger
