Snow that blows across the road is a reminder of how clouded my mind can become.
All for a laugh I am willing to ignore what you were trying to say.
All as a joke I didn't honour you in my words
I don't know why I do this time and time again
Why I let everything else come before you
I fear what other people will think, yet never wonder what you will think of me.
I let the desire to have a good time mask what is really important
I succumb to the distractions so subtly placed. I don't pay attention until it is too late
I let the moment sweep me away and I become lost in what is going on around me.
I now have to deal with the weight of this conviction, of your disappointment.
Of knowing that I had the chance to speak up, to be a light in the situation and I chose not to.
It wasn't even worth it. Not even in the slightest.
As the wind sweeps distraction across the road.
As this house shakes with all you have to say to me
I don't even know how to apologize anymore, I don't know why you keep on trying.
I don't understand this patience you have for me, this willingness to show me how wrong I am but still love me.