Tuesday, April 5, 2011

MEANT IT

You might have thought that I was kidding. Maybe it was my voice or something that gave you that impression. When I said those three simple words you started to laugh, brushing me aside as you walked out. I had poured my heart into that and you just thought it was an immature joke,
But I meant it.
You thought I was some sort of toy that you could use and abuse. When you held me tight I held you back, trying to show you how I felt. But you didn't feel the same way, you didn't feel anything. I was just a simple game to you, without any feelings or with no need to explain to,
But I meant it.
I meant it.