Chance wasted

7:12 PM Cassie 0 Comments

I hate to see you hurting.
I hate to see you crying.
I hate to see you breaking.

Your smiles are my greatest treasures
and it breaks me, too
to see those genuine smiles vanish
in thin air.

I want to wrap my arms around you,
hug you for as long as I can,
whisper in your ears that it'll be fine
and stay as long as you need me to.

I want to think that that's all you need
to stop yourself from hurting,
but I can't
because I'm not who you need,
and my hugs are not what you want.

But I'm willing to stay,
until she comes,
until my presence is no longer necessary,
until she could be right beside you
and hug you as much as you want her to.

I hate to see you getting shattered
while not being able to do anything about it
because I'm not the one you need.
I hate to see you crying yourself to sleep
just because she's not there next to you.
I hate to see you breaking down
because I know I can't hug you
to calm you down.

I wish I could be her,
even just for a night in your life,
so I could wipe away your tears,
tell you everything will be fine,
to remind you we'll be fine
and to see your face
instantly make a real smile.

Now, I could only wish,
because my time is up,
I lost my chance
and I can't hug you
and make you smile
just like I used to.