Читать книгу Gold Mouth - Hannah D. McClendon - Страница 4

Something was missing in you;

I saw the look in your eyes

as I told you I couldn't do it anymore,

I never meant to hurt you

but I have to put myself first sometimes,

your eyes were glossy,

bloodshot,

you looked right through me;

I could tell they were lying,

when they said grown men don't cry

I was sick of lying to please you

it’s not my job to tease you; it's hers,

she’s exactly what I’m not,

I’m confused,

I’m honestly just going through it

I can't explain my thoughts about you,

I’m sick and I need time to get better

my mind is wounded, give me time to heal

Loving you as a friend drives me crazy;

I wanna love you for real,

you mean too much to me,

we’re too close; I need a break

I need some space; cut me a break,

I’m sick of always acting fake

you’re not a brother

you're like a father to me,

you could read my lies through my lips as I spoke

so softly as not to slit your throat,

I regret my choice of words but I don't regret my choice,

I apologize if you never understood my intentions

if you never realize that I despise our status

I sat not across from you but adjacent,

I’m afraid one day you'll replace me with a better friend,

someone who knows how to be a good friend,

I don't know how to treat a man and

you sat there listening so patiently

My words burning through your chest as fire

my words soaking through your veins like poison

your body was with me but your soul had gone on,

I killed a part of you I didn't want to deal with anymore,

it was time for us to sort out our emotions alone

as in on our own because I can't do this with you,

I love you like a father and I don't wanna say goodbye,

I know they were lying when they said grown men don't cry