"Old Wounds."A Poem by LunaFor him.
I cannot do this, anymore.
Because I've smarted the little
blemishes on our record, I've
picked them out and realized
just where this is all going.
Oh I knew this all along.
The beginning was just that,
a beginning,
and I needed you to tell me
that if I have to work this hard,
I should move on.
And I needed you to show me
that, no matter what I do, I can
not create something that isn't
there, but could have been in
another lifetime.
I need you to point out that all
the should have's, could have's,
would have's, in world will not
make one bit of a difference, if
it is not enough, or if it is just not
where it needs to be.
You were my lesson, dearest.
The hardest so far.
And...
I cannot do this anymore.
Because you were the perfect one.
The glove that fit.
The match to my half.
and any other cliche I can dream up.
And, it hurts too much to love you,
you know?
It hurts to know I am just never going
to be those things to you.
It hurts to watch you fall in love, right
before my eyes, when your love was
all I ever wanted.
You're never going to feel the same.
You'll never write about me with such
emotion, even when you don't.
You'll never look for me, or want to
hear my voice.
You'll never need me, like I need you.
Unfortunately, I wasn't the right fit.
I was the "you came damn close".
I was the "you're so wonderful, but...".
So now I give to you the white....
Space to forget, and to be relieved.
This isn't for you, not now.
But...I cannot do this, anymore.
© 2008 LunaReviews
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2 Reviews Added on April 18, 2008 AuthorLunaThe 12th Circle, FLAboutWhat can be said about me? You know, I find this whole "about me" section completely vain and useless. On the other hand... I suppose I could selectively ignore the "about me" label and say .. more..Writing
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