It wasn't a choose your own adventure book. You couldn't cheat by going back, to select a different choice. It was not written in pencil; you couldn't erase the mistakes, then pretend they never happened. It is a novel, covered in ink and published for the public. Anyone reading the story, knew how it would end. It was all there, in the foreshadows. Anyone passing it along, is only telling a folklore version. Only the writers know it's fact and fiction. Everything else is perception. Everything else is what we want you to think.
Somewhere within...the teardrops linger...lost. Exhausted time and energy...forcing them to hide...beneath anger and disgust. A soul unadorned and exposed...now...right here...for all to be shown. With each line and every rhyme, unshed tears they will find.
Showing posts with label Breakup. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Breakup. Show all posts
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Wednesday, June 30, 1999
The Lover Is Gone
A friend in you I will always find,
but to be your love is what I had in mind.
You’re all I want, you’re all I need,
but you left me with my soul to bleed.
You use to fill my heart with such happiness,
but now you’ve replaced it all with sadness.
My eyes full of tears, my heart full of pain.
You let go and I know I need to do the same.
But letting go of you,
leaves nothing to look forward to.
The lover I once found in you is gone,
but I just can’t seem to move on.
My mind knows what’s best for me,
but these feelings I hold won’t make it easy.
but to be your love is what I had in mind.
You’re all I want, you’re all I need,
but you left me with my soul to bleed.
You use to fill my heart with such happiness,
but now you’ve replaced it all with sadness.
My eyes full of tears, my heart full of pain.
You let go and I know I need to do the same.
But letting go of you,
leaves nothing to look forward to.
The lover I once found in you is gone,
but I just can’t seem to move on.
My mind knows what’s best for me,
but these feelings I hold won’t make it easy.
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