Just tangled

"Melodies"
I keep telling on repeat you were the melody sung by many other girls. They want you either but they can no longer hold. They say you were the type of guy who wasn't interested of any of commitments. I was dull like any other typical mood would pop up if unanswered. I want you right now but I can't claim you to be mine. It's a sinful and selfish way to uncover and tell people I loved you so long time ago. I want this feeling but it keeps on hurting. Pain are now scars, past wounds that just healed when you smile at me. Oh, that smile, I still remember. It was a melody.

"Anchors"
Anchors are your favorite symbol. You keeps on telling me you want one necklace hanging on your soft and strong collarbones. I was eager to buy something anchor so I could surprise you, hopefully. Astonished, one day you finally have one. At first I was intrigued because it fits you well. It adds up your strong personality to your appeal which I keep on telling myself, it was the reason to stay at your side. But then I asked, "Where does that anchor came from?"

You never answered, and I guess I already found a clue from that hanged up question of mine.
"Oh, from a special girl?"