People change all around me,
and yet I remain stagnant here.
Don't you see I cannot be how I
was back than?

My soul pleads to be understood,
but all I can do is remain stagnant.
I feel the cold touch of the wind,
and the summer is not my favorite
season.

A familiar smile crosses my lips,
as I struggle to put back the
pieces of my life that I tore
appart.

I tell myself that it could be
worse, but the worse things
are not having you in my life.
I ruined the thing we had the most,
but in everything I have done can
you forgive me for my sin.

I hated you for the wrong reasons,
and I desired your fall in all
the wrong things. You
told me that you would be there,
but could you forgive me for not
being there.

10/04/2001

Posted on 10/04/2001
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