Tuesday, July 31, 2018

Shame

At times I dwell at the past,
But I know I’ll do well for my future,
And if don’t take a step to go ahead,
I know my presence is going to be a torture

Like I told you,
Didn’t grip you strong enough to hold you.
Keeping memories of our shared Spaghetti Oglio,
But I’ll never leave you like once upon a time said, yeah I told you

You never listened,
But you had a list and,
One of them is you believed that I’m never leaving,
But in your heart is a place I’ll never live in