Wasted

It is only a matter of time before he realizes that there is no longer a spark, no longer a connection that will tie me to our past. Two years ago I would have told you that our love would last all eternity and now I am not so sure. He holds me close, I can see the fear in his eyes. I can feel his grip loosen as he starts to back away. The dismey that is hidden in those eyes, as he sees me, a stranger for a first time. He sees a coward.

Damaged

He sees his now broken reflection in the mirror. One boy torn between two faces. Who he was and who he is. Every morning he wakes up realizing time and time again that this life is no longer the same. That when he walks down those crowded halls he knows that they stare. He knows that their eyes glance the slightest glance in his direction because they all know what happened. But who he doesn't see is the young lady in the back. Who doesn't stare because he is different now, but because he is more beautiful then he was then.
With a torn heart she watches form the distance, Waiting to be noticed. But when she is its to late. She has fallen. His mind is made up. She tries to convince him that he is truly talented. In all that she sees in him she cant show him his potential. She hopes he listens to her words. Wishes he would let her in.
The voices fade as he closes his eyes. The only one he sees is that girl he never listened to. As he reaches for the only escape he has. The telephone. His hand falls short. All this and it becomes to late.
He gasps for one last breath of air. Realizes that he is still tangled in between his sheets. He wakes with tear filled eyes, a heart thankful for this second chance and the picture of her face imprinted in his mind.
He no longer sees them look. He no longer listens to their whispers he only sees her. The girl who gave him a second chance.

Colors

Out of all the colors in the sky,
The only ones that catch your attention,
Are the ones that remind you of her hazel eyes.
Followed by the soft pinks
That lie on her cheacks.
Take one look at me and tell me
That she is not what you wish to see.
Her pale olive skin
Campared to my ivory
As you lie
And tell me its in the past.
All I can see
Is your future...
with her.

Let you in

If I could,
I would let you in.
But as I am now,
You need to stay out.
I need to change,
From the inside out.
All you ever wanted was...
Me.
Four months ago,
I hadnt expected much.
But now I know,
That your different.
You care.
You once were my prince,
And I your damsel.
You saved me,
and I had saved you.
But now its my turn to save myself.

Scar

An unforgotten love,
That just happens to be the deepest cut.
Will soon heel over.
It may take time for heart to repair its self.
But soon that open wound will be a scar
And an unpleasnt memmory.

You had been

Out of all my problems,
You were my favorite.
Out of all the troubleing things in my life,
You were the one I kept running back to.
But its my time to go.
Mrs. Perfection has walked out the door.
Someday I might glance back in your direction.
I may wonder all those what if's,
But I wont ever turn around.
Your no longer any good for me now.