you've never understood what's it like
to slow down, put someone else before yourself,
and think.
...

i just can't place it.
it's a little sour;
like someone took it into his hands,
wringing it once, no, twice;
or maybe more,
making it ache so.
then at first it was like rain- i didn't even bother to mop up the mess.
soon it became a cold numbing wind.
still i stood the same spot, watching the silhouette come and go,
whenever it wishes to.
...

it's a little bit like fishing isn't it?
you'll continue testing waters til you decide that it's the fish you want.
somehow the bait is never the welcomed desire of a test,
as one may presume it to be;
most of the time.
...

i don't understand,
how one can simply dismiss the situation that one's in,
by a wave of the hand, and a kiss by the ass,
you say goodbye.
shrugging off all responsibilities, and bascially the whole entity altogether.
or maybe, just maybe,
your mind works in such an amazing way,
that it astoundingly pieces together the fact that others will feel the same way as you do.
cause since it doesn't matter to you,
than what more to others.
...

when i'm in situations like this,
the little prince seems to offer much more.
incoherent as he may sound,
he makes sense.
perfect sense.
...

so i see it plainly since you laid it on the line,
that it's nothing more than a mere ...
but i'm telling you, don't walk in and out as you please.
because,
i'm not the kinda girl that you can let down,
and think that everything's okay.

then again, maybe you forgot that i have feelings too.