Dear Chantal
Dear Chantal, we’re not talking anymore, but I’ll write this anyway
You came into my life when I was in a bad place
I pushed you away and every day the regret I fight it everyday
That was 3 years ago but I’m still in a sad state
I’ve dated since then but you’ve always been the girl I can’t forget
We were so close, and I pushed you away, which is something I’ll always regret
I explained to you recently about the depression I had and you didn’t want to hear it
Now you’ve cut me off, when I realized I wanted to repair it
I understand it though, I left it too late
Depression had a control of me though; I could only see a mess in my way
I couldn’t see any good or positive things, I didn’t trust a soul
But I’m finally free from depression I cut the hold
I get why you’re scared, but I want to help you fight your fears
When you cry I’ll wipe your tears
I’ll hold you tight
And keep you warm when you’re cold at night
But none of that matters now, because we’re no longer in contact
Maybe one day you’ll understand what I said and think you want that
3 years too late, but I genuinely never meant to hurt you
I know if anything ever happens with us now, you have to make the first move
We didn’t even date, you called me your man and I cut you off
Cause I couldn’t hold down a relationship with my depression
I took the loss
But this whole thing I’m taking it as a lesson
But I’ve got stronger feelings for you, than girls I dated for years
This is my soul laid bare, I’m naked right here
When we spoke I always got butterflies in my stomach
Here I am drinking and writing poems about you, to try and find some comfort
I just wish we could choose when we get to meet a person
Sometimes the right person comes in your life at the wrong time
You push them away even though it leaves yourself hurting
Living with that regret forever, and that’s a long time
Maybe one day we’ll get close again, I’ll never close the door on you
But I won’t beg or hold on desperately
You can find another man, but they won’t love you as much or think more of you
I put all my love and heart in this poem, I’m not sure if I have anymore left in me
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