The Answer
I stood there watching,
On the other side of the doorway,
You looked so happy,
So perfectly okay.
As I stood there, peering in,
I saw you cry out in pain,
I watched as she hurt you,
And I just stood there in vain.
I wanted so much to help you,
To offer a smile or embrace,
But you never sought my comfort,
The door shut firmly in place.
I didn’t know what to do then,
“Should I leave him be?”
But how could I do that,
When you were there for me?
I would have waited there forever,
Staring at that door,
Shutting my life out,
As my tears fell to the floor.
I looked up as the door cracked,
You began to let me in,
Telling me your sorrows,
I thought your pain would never end.
I overthought everything,
Took all your precious words,
As simple as notes,
And changed them into chords.
But I am nothing special,
No, not compared to you.
I’m just a silly little girl,
Who’s lost at what to do.
So now I must ask…
Should I share with you my feelings,
Or should I keep them to myself?
Should I trap them in a bottle,
And hide them on a shelf?
Should I wait it out,
Should I just forget it?
Should I wait to see what we become,
If my feelings are requited?
We’d never be perfect,
And that’s how we live,
But perfect for me,
Isn’t that what love is?
See, I was there in that crowd,
Saw you looking around,
I tapped on your shoulder,
Was it me that you found?
Am I the one you’re reaching to?
Am I your so-called “cure”?
Am I the one you’re waiting for?
There’s no way to be sure.
I do not wish to hurt you,
But I really want to speak.
Am I your cure for heartbreak?
The answer we both seek.
(2010)
