Carla Cla

[whynotsin]

“Carla Cla”

 

Carla Cla, I hear your name and I think.

Rejection and pain

But that’s ok.

It’s your choice

Not mine.

 

I see you and it’s torment,

Though you may not see,

The inner turmoil,

I must face.

 

Before I proposed the question my mind was torn asunder

By the anticipation of rejection,

And after the fact my heart was torn to pieces,

But that’s ok its not your fault.

 

In my mind I set my self up.

I knew all along you’d say no.

They always do.

 

No real surprise on my part,

I should have known more then to trust myself.

To rely on the heart

[smallscale_mind_games]

The last two lines seem to contradict the rest. I am confused (but that may just be the cough medicine). Nicely written though. I like your style. *considerately runs away to cough up a lung somewhere else*