Miane

Miane    biane 

still the hurt is there
even after years of pretending
hiding the misery under my awkward smiles
happiness can never be mine

wishing for another chance
maybe next time i can make things right
or am i just punishing myself
for things left unsaid

looking forward but stepping back
cannot leave the times we had
wanted to tell you how sorry i was
instead i left without calling you back