Friday, May 1, 2015

There Isn't Much

Day One of Continued NaPoWriMo in May:

There is not much more that I can say
to fix the reason why we went our own way.
There is not much more that I can do
except to leave it all to you.

I'm tired of pretending that it's alright
instead of confronting, to put up a fight.
To save a friendship what is no longer there
When I'm the only one who gives a care.

This is me telling you that I am done
long after our parting way have begun.
If it was you or if it was me
to cause this breakage between we.

Regaurdless the reason that we think differently 
My fingers point at you and yours at me.
Whoever is at fault, it could be both of us.
I'm tired, I'm done with all this fuss.

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