where you blind to my love?
or did I not express it enough
you chose her, she is gold
I'm left behind as silver
it's okay, I'll be fine
ah! now that's a lie

I wish I can tell you
about the times my fingers
hovered over the send button
upon writing my heart out
but stopped myself

my heart used to dance happily
upon seeing you, or when
your voice, as smooth as silk hit my ears
you stole it, leaving in it's place a gaping hole

but no, it's not meant to be
you chose her, she is gold
thinking that I'm silver
and no, I refuse to believe that
for I'm a diamond, rare
and meant to be treasured

© mystique_persona