Right about everything
I was walking home from work through the snowy night.
Then I saw someone familiar beneath the lamplight.
It was him, and I knew he’d come back from a fight.
I started to tear up, but I held them with all my might.
I regretted the day I had to leave him.
Not because of ego and pride, but the light starts to dim.
I was not enough, not even for him.
I was scared, and I knew I should not have left him.
I smiled and waved as I walked to the man I loved.
My feet started to become heavy, and I started to sob.
But I kept going, and then I felt a big throb.
In my heart, and it signals there is still love.
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I asked him how he was doing and everything.
I started to become nervous and started thinking.
The smudged tears in his eyes indicate that there is something.
Wrong with him, and he acts like there is nothing.
I told him I was happy to see him again.
And I really miss him but not as a friend.
But as the man who I loved since God knows when.
I still love him, but I know that it is the end.
I couldn’t hold my tears anymore, so I told him I had to go.
Then a tear started to shred, but it blended with the snow.
I smiled happily then tears started to flow.
I turned back, crying with tears of sorrow.
I was right the whole time that I shouldn’t have left you.
My heart keeps telling me that I still love you.
But I was scared to be that person to you.
The person who becomes blind from a love that is true.
