Words Spoken or Implied

They sting like daggers
In my side

I begged you to
Be straight with me

I see it now
You’re too busy

You have your life
Don’t wish to share

Know you had
One that cares

Smoking weed
On the porch

I loved those days
Lit my torch

Screwing in the light of day
I wish my life could stay that way

You moved on
So it seems

Your mind was full
Of brighter dreams

Chase your visions
Choose your course

I’m still sitting
On my porch