Faded and Jaded.

Faded and Jaded.
Tabitha Jean Haussmann-Thomas.


Not a day, no not even one, can I go without remembering.
There will never be any forgetting it.
Remembering it makes me smile,
Laugh,
Cry.
So many things you feel inside at once you almost fear it.
Then you think, where’d it all go?


Truth is, its right where it should be,
Should have been since far before now,
The past.
Maybe you’re perfect,
Maybe you have no flaw,

It could be that I was never anywhere near close
Girlfriend material?
Maybe,
But I might be a little impulsive,
A little clue less,
A little too concerned,
But in the end the only thing that matters in reality is,
Our story was supposed to end long ago.
We just never knew how to let anything go.

The distance just got stronger,
Resentment more intense,
Love more faded,
We’re jaded.


Note to whom so ever reads this: I am now using the name in which I would have if my mother and father had not be legally combined in marriage. I am no longer wishing to being referred as Tabitha Thomas. Tabitha Jean Haussmann IS my name.

Author's Note

I'm tired and I cannot think of any notes at the time. All I know is Tonight by Fm static started me on writing this, not there lyrics just the general meaning on which there song is based.

Reviews

[TheFemininePad]

How come the shift with your name? Your poem was good. There were a few places that you could improve upon. My suggestion is to print out the poem, and read over it to see where you could improve upon it more.