M. Aline

End

The place where we began

Is not where we’ll end up

Where one treasures his time

Another wastefully spends it

Tossing coin after coin into my hand

Expecting one joke to fix his confusion

But he’ll never move forward

If he doesn’t confess

I know his heart’s truth

Why does the one I want to choose

Have to cause such agony

The other one is honest

And he doesn’t have to be

No feelings were proclaimed

Unlike this sad story

But I know he wouldn’t run

If I fell for him and him for me

Would that change my story

Would my wasteful one want me then

Only because I became what he couldn’t have

Or did I spend two years of my time

As a shot in the dark

A trickle of light

End

How does this story end

Will I be treasured

Or wasted once again