Speak Up
Everyday,
We saw eachother,
Spoke,
And kept walking..
Little did you know,
I had a crush on you;
But telling you was making me die slow…
We’d eye eachother at Track practice,
Every afternoon..
Not knowing that I’d be leaving soon..
Not knowing that the feelings I had
For you,
Were mutual;
It could’ve been,
Should’ve been,
And if we would’ve spoke up,
We would’ve been…
But now,
We’ve shared our feelings,
Between both hearts,
And it feels like we should’ve
Spoken up from the start,
But hey;
Better late than never,
But never late is better…
What hurts worse,
Saying something and wishing you hadn’t
Or
Not saying something and wishing you had…
Copyright © T'Keyah Wilder | Year Posted 2012
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