You said you loved me, I thought you did.
You claimed you'd be there for me, no matter.
You left me, after only a few months. You left me
devastated, crushed, my heart torn from my chest and left
in tattered, bloody remains on the floor. You called me immature. You proposed to me, knew how I was, were there for me. Then you left, left me with a ring that no longer brought comfort.
I loved you, loved you with all of my heart and soul. I did for you, what no woman has done before, nor what I've ever done for any other. I would have given the world for you, would have sacrificed the world, just to keep a smile on your face. I loved you.
You left me, with a ring, broken heart, and shattered promises you can't keep. I thought I would never recover, and my heart still bleeds, still burns from the love I have for you, but I will never again call you mine. I am finding out, that you weren't the man I believed you to be. And so, it is THAT man that I love and miss. Not who you are. Never again will you know my embrace. you will realize one day what it was that you had and the let go, but by then I will have grown cold to you. Goodbye
I'm flying, far above the world.
The wind is in my hair, causing it
to billow behind me like a black banner.
I'm free, but at the same time I flee from something
some one.
I run into storms, the wind grabs my clothes,
my hair, clawing as though to tear me to shreds.
obstacles arise, buildings, mountains, electric lines.
they form around me, like some sort of morbid pen.
fat, ugly, sluts chase me, seeking to return me to
a life i once lived, a life of slavery and pain.
I stab at them, killing all but one, her fat rolls engulfing the sword in my hand, even the hilt.
I kick, claw, fight my way free.
I'm flying far above the world, free of misery, free of everything.
I wake up
The sun shines, coldly warm and bright outside.
my blood keeps pumping to my heart, minute by
minute, hour by hour.
Children play, learn, grow. The weather changes,
clouds form, rain pours, dries, clouds gather and scatter. Peace is made the same minute war is declared. People die and are born. Love blossoms and grows. I look round me, and see those I know with their beloved by their side. I look to my side and it is empty. I know if he could, he would be here. Daily my heart swells from love for him, but breaks at the same time when he is not here. I cry, missing him. my other half, my love. Soon he will be home, only to leave again. It doesn't matter. I know I'll be here for him no matter what. He is my love, my heart.
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