ChozenRogue

So I sat down and called you last night, just to find you weren’t home.  In a few hours, you’ll read my number and you’ll call me back but I’ll just let it go to the machine; I really never wanted to talk, I just wanted to listen. That’s sad, if you think about it, really… But it’s true, whenever we talk; it’s never talking but more towards the way of yelling. If I have to yell once more, I think I could die… Maybe it was a mistake to let go, maybe it was a mistake to keep it going this long; maybe it was a mistake to even let it happen… I really don’t know and maybe I never will. All

“Choosing to be Weak” You know how I look at you Always falling for the one The one I should be avoiding But what can I say I’m just weak I truly am Yeah, not sure what this is Crush or for real It feels both ways The madness of it makes me spin Then again, might be I’m just weak Vertigo in a world of planes and angles Could be, you’re the rebound Just like her, I fell hard Never really bothering to think before I jumped Now I’m looking at the ground Hoping for you to save me from this weakness Fly me to a world that no longer makes me choose © Chozen Rogue