Tears

Here we go again,

 A feeling all too familiar,

 when you've become a memory,

 after being my lover for months, 

You've left me shattered and broken, 

left me to fend for myself, 

left me for dead, 

you begging me not to leave you, 

only for you to do what you were scared of me doing to you,

but here I sit, 

a million tears,

and a thousand unspoken words, 

my thoughts overwhelm me, 

As I attempt to find ways to distract myself,

from the memory of you,

you're everywhere in my house, 

and I can't shake the memories we made, 

our first drunken night together, 

you dropping me in my floor of the bedroom,

waking up next to you and cuddling you at night,

so many good memories that haunt me, 

everywhere I turn, 

I dont understand where i went wrong,

i hope one day you realize what you gave up, 

but it might be to late by then,

and itll be you with the 1 million tears,

and a thousand unspoken words, 

you will always hold a place in my heart, my special girl <3 

 

Reviews

[Davidgeo]

Take control of your life. Define, by yourself, what makes you valuable on your own time. Other people are not and never will be what you think they are. Almost everything until about age 35 is a This reality we share, it's not what you think it is. You will see. Time is good for that. Your tears will become very irrelevant eventually... you should relish these days while you can. It can get pretty cold out here.... after a certain age we stop crying and, it starts to get weird. Reality is weird. If people understood how bizarre and seemingly rare consciousnesses is we'd be nicer to each other. We just don't know any better at this point. We are collectively very, very stupid animals. ; )