The Words Left Unspoken

The Story of Us

 I guess one day you’ll wake up

And wonder what went wrong

Then you’ll retrace your steps

Because to that Christmas Eve night

We were standing outside my door

As the snowflakes danced in the wind

One hand in ypur pocket

Interlocked with mine

And the other wrapped tight around my heart

That was the night it all went wrong

Because you told me you loved me

And without my permission,

My heart turned to glass

And I was only fifteen feeling like

the main chracter in every Sarah Dessen book ever

Because he said ‘I love you’

And there was you

And there was me

And there was us

And it waslike the Taylor Swift song

I guess she was right

But I guess I was wrong

Beacause I tried to hold you

But you disapeared through the gaps between my fingers

Leavign no trace of you

No trace of me

No trace of us

So one day, when the snow was gone

And the magic left the skies

One day, when all that was left

Of that night was the cold

And the night sky reflected the pavement

That day, I scapped out all the courage

Left in me and used it as the honey for my tea

And with your heart in one hand

And your words in the other

I went to return both to their owner

Because as much as you claimed them mine

I knew they were both meant for another

I woke up the next morning

And promised not to love you

But I saw you in the sunrise

And tasted you in my coffee

So I left the house trying to escape you

Only to realize that the scarf I wore

Was once yours

And that scarf became a noose

And your scent carved your name on my lungs

That was the day love decided

It would be harder to breath without you

That’s the thing bout love

It makes it hard to breath

It makes it hard to speak

And when you’re fifteen

It makes ‘I love you’ easy to believe

It’s a prison cell with bars made of gold

Makes you feel wanted

Calls itself your home

But I swore I’d never let it win

And as quickly as I could

I ripped our poisoned love from my heart

And back to the ditch it had come from

Today I woke up and I swear I don’t love you

The sun rise is just a sun rise

And my coffee tastes of autumn

But in the third drawer of my dresser

That noose full of you remains

                           -(g.b)

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                                                                    - grace