Walked Away

I watched you as you walked away.

Beautiful, could have been in a ballet.

And instead we spent all of our days

doing our best to try and convey

all the love we felt while we sway

back and forth. I hoped you would stay

but I knew that we could not say

three words. "I love you" everyday

seemed to be so far away

so while we live our lives astray

I hand you this worded bouquet...

I know you never purposely meant to hurt me so

but everyday alone without you has made me grow.

Even though, without you even knowing,

your actions sowed seeds that even keep on showing,

keep on foregoing and even keep on throwing

spears into my side, but I keep outgrowing

my wishes, my hopes, my dreams. I know

that love keeps on seeming like a come-and-go

rock-and-roll flow-and-know obstinate show

while I try to show what I can do although

I keep getting broken down. Oh no,

looks like I'm falling again in love. Wait, whoa,

you're leaving again after one hello?

Come on, look at me, I'm a Van Gogh!

I can do what I need to be your man! "Go!"

But look, wait see, I can just plan! "Go!"

But as it happened, you walked by me slow

and I feel a rhyme come even while you go.

I watched you as you walked away.

Beautiful, could have been in a ballet.

And instead we spent all of our days

doing our best to try and convey

all the love we felt while we sway

back and forth. I hoped you would stay

but I knew that we could not say

three words. "I love you" everyday

seemed to be so far away

so while we live our lives astray

I hand you this worded bouquet...

Love sent from above; well, sort of.

We ended up falling apart. No white dove

or white glove could put us back thereof.

It was ultimately the end of

anything that was reminiscent of

what used to be the characteristic of

our love, which was once deserving of

the famous history preserving of

but love ended up falling from above,

a little differently than we had hoped of.

Instead of blessings raining down, it seemed that we

were stuck under a hurricane of horrid misery.

We fought and we bought and we sought but we were not

meant to be together, or that's what I thought you thought

but long ago I should have learned it when I was taught

to block the shot you shot a lot

and ultimately I ended up in a weak spot,

a tough spot stuck between a rock and a hard knot.

But it was not the truth that you told me.

What you told me were lies, because I see

through your lies. Were we ever in love? She,

my sister, told me that you lied. He,

our mutual friend thought that seemingly 

we could be destroyed so easily

and it turned out that he was right. Sadly,

and to be quite honest quite badly,

it was such a sight that they could all see

as we broke up and you left me

because after months of fightingly

loving each other, you just up and lastly

told me goodbye as you passed me

in the hall one more time. Fastly,

you walked away from me. Ghastly, 

though it may be, I heard a rhyme in my head, see,

I watched you as you walked away.

Beautiful, could have been in a ballet.

And instead we spent all of our days

doing our best to try and convey

all the love we felt while we sway

back and forth. I hoped you would stay

but I knew that we could not say

three words. "I love you" everyday

seemed to be so far away

so while we live our lives astray

I hand you this worded bouquet...

See I'm trying to escape because it's so freeing

to keep trying to improve my well-being

and even though you may end up not agreeing,

this is the only time I am guaranteeing

that me and you and us and we

could actually have been together happily

but now I know that you don't feel the same.

Life nowadays seems like such a game.

We're playing as race cars, just chasing fame

while at the end of the day we sit in the rain

because we feel as if it cleanses the soul.

Our souls need cleansing, and don't you know

and don't you throw your life away.

I almost lost mine. So many days,

potentially wasted by a lack of judgement

just because I was by my begrudgement

sent away to a foreign land

where I tried and tried to just hold your hand.

Nowadays, like I said, I'm just alone.

My life seems more like a hopeless zone.

I loved who we were and who we could have been

but now there is nothing to begin again. Then,

what in the end is the point of friends

if we don't hold tight and share our ends.

One for all and all for one,

we walk together until it is done.

So love can be great or it can be hate

but if love is defined by words, then dates

are nothing more than more opportunities

for the love to more easily openly flee.

But if you find someone you love, hold them close

and make sure they know you love them the most.

If you play hard to get, one too many dose

will send them walking away towards the other coast.

Your true love will never ever be

easy to find or easy to please

but in the end what's the point of it all?

Never let them leave, because who you call

your baby, your love, your one and only

shouldn't be the one to make you so lonely.

I watched you as you walked away.

Beautiful, could have been in a ballet.

And instead we spent all of our days

doing our best to try and convey

all the love we felt while we sway

back and forth. I hoped you would stay

but I knew that we could not say

three words. "I love you" everyday

seemed to be so far away

so while we live our lives astray

I hand you this worded bouquet...

Author's Note

I apologize for the length. Some things gotta be longer, and if you have trouble reading it all at once, then it's okay if you can't finish it. I understand

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A powerful and beautiful write. When someone walk away. Can destroy our world. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry. I liked how you used the repetition.
Coyote

[Not here]

thanks coyote :) and i like using repition sometimes. it helps to stress a point in certain cases

[Coyote Poetry]

It did and you are welcome.

[♔ CrownedDevil &#..]

That poem was an amazming write. It's so beautifully done. Thanks for sharing. :)

[Not here]

thank you :)

[♔ CrownedDevil ☾]

Your very welcome.

[xbxbzdvdsv]

That poem was so amazing!! So beautiful it's worth reading, keep it up. Heart written words, tend to be longer every now and then:P

[Not here]

thanks :) i appreciate it

[micky]

Gosh this takes me back to a time..... people tend to think coz we young we dont have these experiances if feel love,pain all these emotions.you have done an awesome job here
Well done ;)

[Not here]

i agree :) thanks for the review too

[Cool Girl]

This brings back memories of.. Gosh, you've done a wonderful job with the emotions.

[Not here]

lol thanks cool girl :)

[Cool Girl]

Youre wecome :)

[Riley Justine]

Definitely something I can relate to. The worst and cruelest of heartbreaks always influence me the most to look for something that has real meaning. This is a gorgeous piece, no matter the length.

[Not here]

thank you very much :)

[Nadia Gerassimenko]

The most painful love heartbreaks instigate the most profound self-growth. I've been there (as have many others) and although it has not been easy, it has been a very enlightening experience. So even though at first you don't see it, it is one positive thing in this whole negative situation.

[Not here]

thank you :) your really good at reviewing stuff

[Emily]

Nice wording!!
Well done!

[Dani The Unreviewed]

I think you did a great job on this one...

[Elisa]

I think it's interesting how you portray this woman to be the muse of your poetry. I think those two ideas were intertwined very well.

[Not here]

what do you mean?

[Elisa]

"So while we live our lives astray, I hand you this worded boquet."
I interpreted that to mean that though the woman has left you and you're in pain, you still offer her this poem as a symbol of your love that remains. Basically, though she hurt you, that pain inspired you to write the poem.

[Not here]

oh ok :) yeah that sounds about right, although its more like multiple women that have all ended the relationship similarly. thank you for your review, it was really good