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The Grateful Mistake


 

For the person this may concern

 

Tear stains down my face

Having that familiar salty taste 

There's nothing more I can do

Then wait until I get over you

 

The marks on my knuckles 

And the scars on my heart

Who knew you'd be the one to tear me apart

 

As you look at her, I look at you thinking

What more could I do

You say you hate your smile, I do too

It only makes me fall more in love with you

 

Now two years have gone by

You no longer seem to catch my eye

You beg and beg right before I stand

you wish for me to take your hand

 

I don't mean to be rude

I don't want to misconstrue

You say I'm dumb to let you flee

But I'm smart enough to know you are not the one for me

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