Farewell

It would be fun if things go on your way,
But your game of cat and mouse won't work on me,
For I am neither the cat nor mouse,
But I am the owner of the house.

People seem to forget,
If you kill the feeling someone might revive it.
All I want is your trust,
And that's what you didn't give.

I fully understand and can't blame you,
There are some things I cannot undo.
If only life is just a worksheet,
Where everytime I can copy, paste and delete.

I have mastered the art of moving on,
So there's no reason to stay around.
I have to raise my heart,
I have been stepping on it from the start.

Now you should know why I took the longest route to your home,
And asked you several times if you have questions.
Thanks for letting me deliver that spoken poem,
I meant every word on that at the time it was written.

But so sudden things have changed,
I don't really feel you need my attention.
I wish I have met you the time I was still me,
No hate, anger, sadness, regret and fear.

You think silence is boring,
But I think it is exciting,
When someone has to guess, what someone is thinking.

My life is actually not boring,
I live it to the extreme, fast speed, taking risk, rush of adrenaline.
I think our perspective is not the same,
Is actually the opposite of them.

So farewell and I hope you do well,
Keep your faith in God and prayer.
This will be my last poem for you,
And If you ever meet me in the hallway I'll  always smile like you told me too.
Nice meeting you...