If I Knew Your Past

I searchedI went in your mind looking for answers.trying to find out what was wrong with you,I spoke to every person you once knewI happened to be in love with you.I knew something was wrongwhen you didn't answer the phone,I thought you were okay after I leftyou said you were going to bedyou said you had a headache nothing knew.We were talking about familyI kept going on and on about me,I never listened to the sound of your voiceof jealousy.If I had listened to your toneI wouldn't of talked about all the timesI went home, and saw the ones I loved.It was like you didn't care and couldn'tbare to listen, like something in your lifewas raging in you, something of your pastthat grasped hold of you.I knew I should of askedMaybe I should had knownthat there was no such thing as homefor you.I called over and overand no one ever answered.it rang at least a million times.I drove to your house, and knocked on your doorbut no one answered.I noticed the window was open, and climbed on in.Just then I noticed it has been opened for along timeyou've been waiting for someone to come to you, But I was to selfish to notice, and didn't have the time.And I was to late, I had opened up your pastwith out knowing that it was our last moment togetherI didn't know that you had so much painand I'm the one to blame.You were lying on the floor next to the door,tears were in your eyes, and you had an empty look on your faceyou had a note lying next to your cold dead bodysaying your past was erased. Written November 30th, 2001 © on Nov 29 2001 03:20 PM PST, Shelly   0 • 1