It
is that moment, you know the one. When your heart hurts so much, your body is
suffering from your heartache, you just wish you could be numb. In that moment
you question everything. Why is this happening? It doesn’t matter how many people say it's going to
be okay. It just doesn’t. All you need is someone there to hold you while you
cry. Not try make you feel better but to cry with you.
But no one is there.
I want it to be you.
I love who you are. I can see beneath your façade, you are
an artist. I watch you when you talk. You mean something different than the
words you are speaking. It’s beautiful. I fall in love with you falling in love
with her. I let you paint on my heart. It’s not jealousy I am feeling. I know
you belong with her. I can’t help but think if you only knew my soul, if
you knew what I saw in you, you would love me the way you love her. But it doesn't matter because you don't feel the same about me so its a waste of time, time I want to waste. I don’t want
to take you away from her. You are my soul mate but I am not yours. So the best
thing to do is leave.
Here I am back in a dark room wishing I had someone
to hold me while I cry, wishing that person was you.
Come hold me while I cry over you. Because the truth is, we are not meant for each other and it breaks my heart.
"Here I am back in a dark room wishing I had someone to hold me while I cry, wishing that person was you." We regret what we didn't do or have more than what we held in our hands. Thank you for sharing the powerful story. You said a lot in the short story.
Coyote
This is very impressively well done, since it is so difficult to convey the feelings and imagery that you have managed to do so here perfectly. The piece is relatable, understandable, and more than anything, so heartrendingly, so painfully, and so undoubtedly true; and all of the truth of your words shine through like a candle in the dead of night. Congratulations.
I greatly look forward to seeing more of your writings in the future.
"Here I am back in a dark room wishing I had someone to hold me while I cry, wishing that person was you." We regret what we didn't do or have more than what we held in our hands. Thank you for sharing the powerful story. You said a lot in the short story.
Coyote
i shared it with my freind :P n i looked up a minute later n she was reading it with tears silently .. read morei shared it with my freind :P n i looked up a minute later n she was reading it with tears silently rolling down her cheeks. this poem is exactly how she feels about me
I feel bad
10 Years Ago
thank you for sharing it with her. Sometimes things just don't work out, but that's life.. I hope sh.. read morethank you for sharing it with her. Sometimes things just don't work out, but that's life.. I hope she can find some happiness :)