Cliche

 

I see

We never had anything between us.
It was just a wish,
a hope of mine.

Six years in the making,
yet my seeds took no root...

I wanted to talk to you,
get to know you... but my fear won out on me
I became timid,
left only to wish that you'd one day
notice me.

Lame

I'm a loser in your eyes.
I'm a bigger loser to myself.
I spoke of my feelings for you
to my closest friends,
but was scared to death
and didn't take any action to make it
happen.

I painted your picture
beautifully with the words I've always wanted
to convey...
I painted you so well...
that my own friend swooped in
and took you away,

I'm so lame.

I'll never know what it is
to be loved by you.
Not even if you were set free.

I'm starting to notice that...
I'll never reach you...
you belong no one but yourself
All I have are written word
that can never be said...

Words that are read by
wonderful strangers,
whom I trust more than
those around me.

If one were to ask,
I'm awesome,
I'm fine...

I live life like I haven't just lost a love...
I haven't just lost a friend,
like I haven't been crying..

I say I'm strong...but

I'm so lame...
I'm so cliche...

In truth ... i'm just sad...
and heartbroken.