Friday, October 30, 2009

It Should Be Over Soon.


In early spring,
you sang a hypnotising tune.
Now, you've got me
paying my due.
You asked,
when will i be joining you?
And i answered,
in another year or two.

You've always been
reluctant to speak your mind.
In the end,
you chose silence over goodbye.
I wish you could
at least lie.
You're forcing me to die.

I'm seething towards
the ceiling.
Apologising for nothing.
Your sweet nothings
still set me thinking.
Am i not to your liking?
What brought us to
such ending?

Julius Kensan
( Sentimental Freak )

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