DO YOU EVER?

It is unfair.

Very unfair.
To those who sit quietly by and wait for you to remember them.
But do you ever?

When you are happy
When you sit and look at the stars
When your heart skips a beat
Do you remember the old one's, so near and dear?


When the rain starts to drop
When your heart is drenched
When you have no where left to turn

Why is it that we need a shoulder to cry on but no ear to hear our laughter?
Why do you share when there is darkness but remain selfish of your joys?

But can I even ask why?
Am I above this disparity?
Or is my conscience as drenched in the sins that I condemn as the ones I blame?

Indeed it is.

Because when I don't see any light, I look through the tunnel of my past.
For the days that looked gloomy then now seem a wondrous paradise.

So much for being true to yourself.

Hypocrisy of spirit is the sin that can never -must never- be forgiven.