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True to You
My unopened, nonetheless ungiven, letter to you, love.
Let me ask you
Am I wasting my time?
Am I standing in line,
Not about to receive?
Let me ask you
Did everything turn to dust?
Is it a must
That I leave you behind?
Let me ask you
Should I turn and walk away
Forget all I wanted to say
And pretend nothing happened at all...
Am I just another faceless figure waiting for an answer
With the desire like all the rest?
A burning candle in a vicious wind
Trying to hold onto hope and warmth
But too weak to even try.
I am at a standstill,
I am forced to choose.
Only one option will hold onto me,
But the time is merely limited.
The second,
Oh the second option is my love.
Who claims I have so deeply hurt and scarred
Whose life is torn to shreds
Whose heart is so broken
And who cannot seem to forgive anymore.
Little does my love know
That this time is not like the rest.
The situation,
Ever the same.
The feelings, the emotions, and the way life is elapsing,
Have changed my outlook.
He has told me we should be together
And I believed him.
But I did not agree.
I regret what I said,
Because given the chance now,
I would gladly accept,
With arms more widely open
Than for any love I have ever received.
This time, love,
My heart is calling you.
This time,
I mean when I say
That forever more
Shall I be true.
And true that means,
True to you.
