my-not-so-recollected-thots.

to you ; its only right that i witness; with hands tied behind my back;
and watch you profess your world wide love fer another.
while i'm banished ; to one tenth a decade of secret loving.
it's only fair this time; that i'm still not ready to make nice.
one day; while you werent watching.
an angel called. sprinkled angel dust on me;
and show'd me my wake up call.
i havent thought of where i shood go from here.
but i know somewhere out there,
doors are opened fer me,
even though you've chosen to shut youself from me.
building needless walls.
too many times i've been tryna tear down these walls.
you'd rather allow your head to rule you;
than listen to your emotions.
i'm not afraid to walk alone.
i'm giving up and movin' on.
this one tenth a decade ;
i couldnt heal your heart.
i couldnt fill your minds.
i'll take this failure in my stride.
and bear in mind,
never ever to fall fer another mr. popular.
cux at the end of the day.
brightlights were more interesting.
it's never mattered to you how i feel.
just how you feel;
and what'll people think,
and why your past still stinks.
these days nobody believes in truths anymore.
another white lie; so they say.
is the new age truth.
i'm sorry, but i'm still not ready to make nice.
i cant bring myself to speak to you.
maybe next fortnight.
when i've collected some thoughts on it.
meanwhile, my emotions are still ruling my actions.
zilch on what to say to you,
even though i dream of you on nights that emotions
wrapped me tight.
and they say; when when people appear in your dreams,
cux the person wansta see you.
i say amen to that.
i feel that no matter how dear i hold you to my heart,
i'll never gain the respect needed from you.
to you i'm only your doormat,
or rather has been somewhat transitional.
you and i know well enough the details.

i love you.
and because i love you,
i'm setting you free.
i'm letting you go.
unshackling my worrisome heart.
i <3 you dre.