Wise Whys

Wise Whys (4th Oct, 2011)

I don’t have your address to write you a letter;
If I had done, would it have made things better?
You won’t leave me alone, like a dog with a bone;
I’m one hundred percent with every postcard you send
Regretting every minute we spent together.

I don’t have leftover heart so I’m not able to start
Explaining for why I had to tear us apart;
I wanted to be on my own, true love would have known;
I’m a wandering star that never gets very far,
Too many light years apart from your constellation.

I don’t have an excuse while you’re raising the past;
Just one of those things that was never meant to last.
You were head over heels; I was watching you reel,
Feeling guilty as charged, laid awake in your arms,
Tired of being broken and null, void of my charms.

I don’t have the strength left to keep this game going;
What’s done is now done, and there’s no second showing.
Let this be the end of the messages we send
That go lost and unread; let us put this to bed,
Too much already been said, and life ain’t slowing.