tell me
did those times mean nothing to you
was it of so little significance that you
can just cast it aside
without a second thought
when i yearn for the things that you
seem not to remember
or maybe you do
and it did not mean as much to you
as it did to me
tell me
did i attach meaningless significance
to your every word and action
is it just as easy for you
to have done this
with anyone else
tell me
could anyone else
have taken my place
well it felt natural to take my place next to you
did you not feel the same
now someone stands next to you
it’s not me
and yet
i can say nothing but a hi
with a smile that feels so forced
and it lasts but a second
but do you remember
i used to laugh so easily
at the smallest things
when I was with you
tell me
do you remember the times
we could talk hours on end
about everything and nothing
when we could fall into a comfortable silence
when you knew me better than i did
and i better than you
but please just
tell me
i would take anything but
please
don’t just give me a smile
that that doesn’t even reach your eyes
those dimples you now don’t show me
i wonder who sees it now
don’t just wave and turn from me
as you would for anyone else
i wonder if they grab that same hand without hesitation
and if it seems as easy to them
as it did for me then
so
tell me
what i did wrong
i can’t bear this distance between us
but what’s more hopeless is
that I know not what to do to close it
however big the crowd
however many people beside me
however futile the effort i make might be
my eyes are constantly in search of you
and when they do catch sight of you
my breath hitches
and everything but you seems hard to look at
and i remain hopeful
wanting to close the distance between us
wanting to believe that you feel the same way
but then you turn from me
and it hurts
tell me
it’s gonna be alright
tell me
you’ve hurt as much as I have
hold me close and
tell me
sweet nothings
and even if you don’t mean it
tell me
we’ll go back to those times
and that you’ve missed it as much as I have
and even with my head held back firm
with poison at my mouth
with chained hands and feet
and a spear aimed at my heart
and even if I were to be beaten
within inches of death
i would fear not if
you
tell me that
it will all be alright
tell me
something
anything at all
i would at least take solace
in the fact that
all those times amounted to
something
i can hold close to
without hurting
so tell me
please
it hurts