By: Hana Haitham
if i hand you roses will you be able to tell
that they were picked for someone else
if i sing you love songs that sound so true
could you tell i wrote them before i met you
if i confessed my feelings to you in the dark
would you be able to see my previous marks
if i wrap my arms around you tonight
could you tell i’ve held another a thousand times
if you find me too passive when we fight
can you tell another’s taken all my might
if i’m too standoffish can you ever tell,
that all my light has vanished with someone else
if you can never tell what i’m daydreaming about,
can you tell i’m wasted on another love?
