Thursday, January 31, 2013

Where


She didn't have an answer when he asked "what did I do wrong?" 
He just wasn't the one 
And that's what wasn't right 
She couldn't go on pretending 

But when her turn came, 
She felt like asking the same question
"what did I do wrong?"

Of course she wouldn't bring it up to him 
She understood that when messages weren't returned
It meant there was nothing there

She herself had done it so many times before
But then why did it hurt so much?
Because this time, she let herself have feelings 
Ones she didn't know were possible 

Does she regret having them?
Not at all
But she still wonders "what did I do wrong"
So as not to do it again 
And let her heart mend...

-Bionica