A reply to a love torn memory

I see the words on the screen

A plea to me?

A plea to the one who tried?

A plea to the one that was there?

I miss the days of our happiness

But I need to think of me 

And you really aren't good for me

I miss you?

Yes

I care for you?

Yes

But you wanna know something?

I'm sick of trying 

Trying to make you smile when all around is darkness 

I was there with a candle when the shadows loomed 

But you put out my candle of hope

With your venomous spittle

And then you go against my words

So I wait for the catastrophe 

And the tears

And all I will say is "I told you so"

Reviews

[Shelbeh-Saur-Rawr-Ness]

I really like. Good Job.

[Lily Mae]

I can understand the pain behind this one.. it's especially sad when the two care but just can't find their way to the middle ground...xx great write