The first time you took my hand down the street
I quivered inside
Bewildered, stumped and a little scared
Evading your eyes I tried to laugh it off
The first time you put your arms around me
I trembled a little
I wasnÂ’t quite sure how I should feel
Every time I feel your skin against mine
The unfamiliar touch froze me from within
Vivid memories etched in my mind
Little did I know that as the days go by
And you warmed my heart
Unconsciously
I began to yearn to fall into your re-assuring embrace
Afraid to tell you that I felt this way
Too daunted by my feelings I couldnÂ’t confront it in the face
And sure enough fate has to do its strange thing on us.
When you said you were lovesick for me
I had no feelings for you
And when I missed you like crazy
You had to tell me you donÂ’t feel the same way anymore
How could you
Just as you made me believe
I could safely let you into a world I held on so dearly as my own
You let go of my hand and disappeared into the crowd
Leaving me stranded on an isle of despair
Time will heal my wounds you say
What a cliché
WasnÂ’t it only moments ago when you held my hands
And I was your happiness, or so u said
Told me how you and me gona work out fine
Gently nudged me on when I didnÂ’t have the faith
More than a lover
You became my best friend
The only one to whom I could bare my soul
How did you expect me to take it easy
That you have made a split-second turn
To have given me all and have all taken away at the fickle of your mind
Did you know what you were doing to me
The pain so immense
I couldnÂ’t rest for what seemed like forever
The mere thought of you brought tears to my eyes
Countless times I dreamt of you
Telling me it was just a bad dream and holding me tight
Overwhelmed with feelings of lost and grief
I didnÂ’t know what to do
Wanted to hate you I couldnÂ’t
I loathed myself
Finally, drained
The wounds start to seal and scars harden
And as the last tinge of resentment dissolves into ashes
I want to tell you I miss you so.
I know youÂ’d tell me to let go
Let go of what can I ask?
I know I donÂ’t have what it takes to keep my dear
But do I have to let go of my friend, my best friend too?
No longer fanaticizing that you would call me dear again
There is only one promise I hold on to
One dream in my mind whenever I stare into the evening skies
That someday, one day
We will be walking down the streets you first held my hand
This time IÂ’d hold your gaze
And nervously IÂ’d utter
“Would you still be my best friend?”
Disclaimer: Resemblance to any real life character, event, and circumstance is purely coincidental. The author bears no responsibility for the authenticity of the account given.
Inspired by browsing some old AA threads and feeling a lil emo on a lazy evening, I decided to pen something for our dear AA mates especially those whom the content would give reminisce to feelings they once felt. Just take it as a AA comeback contribution by an oldie and give some comments if you feel like it,go easy on the grammar n stuff tho it's just a spontaneous expressive piece.
And perhaps you could answer if you like. Would you?
