May 20, 2009 @ 22:22

it wasnt what you said, but the way you said it.

because, everytime someone hurts me, I'll keep a little more of myself
be a little more careful, a little less trusting, a little more cautious

because I'll grow a little more cold,
because I'll withdraw myself a little more.

I told you this once, when I sensed the change.
yet, today still came.

I heard, more than what you saw fit to tell me.
lying to protect me, your excuse.
I see, a coward, wanting to protect himself.

why? after all that we were.

you asked me, why I sounded weird.
do you truly not know?

for someone who taught me how to unclench my fist and hold another's hand.
you just clenched my fist, a little tighter.

you taught me, how to love the people around me.
you taught me, so much.

yet you arent living what you preach, you arent what I used to know.

and a voice in my head tells me to discard logic. and another voice chants that it isnt possible, that you arent, what my head tells me you are.

I'll shut that little voice of emotion out.

I lied when I said I wasnt hurt, wasnt sad. because I really am.