To the one real thing I’ve ever known…
I yielded not because I felt powerless
against the odds that pressed their best
but because I couldn’t find the smile
I desperately searched for;
a smile no one else knew about.
And all I got was your scowl.
when the memories start to pour in
like a storm in the middle of summer.
And it was the coldest truth.
I forgot all about trying
with all else that kept me crying
as the moon would remember
it cannot block the sun forever.
My little miss, my sweet little miss.
I long not for your sweet, sweet kiss.
Just see me as you did so long ago
For that, for you, happily I will go.
Because I can’t make you love me.