Why?

Why?

A Poem by justAlanna
"

Lashing out at heartbreak.

"

Why don't you love me anymore?

I thought I was living a fairytale.

 

I told myself you were perfect,

we were perfect-

that it would never have to end.

 

Why did you tell me I was your world and more?

You lied.

Things changed.

Now I weep.

 

The way you looked at me,

I swore I was the only thing that you saw.

I must have been mistaken.

Maybe the winds just changed.

 

Why didn't you warn me?

You wanted me to fall off of the highest mountain of hope.

 

Every day-

I just want you.

I want you to want me too-

Want you to remember what we had and want to keep those good things going.

I can't look at you and be mad,

yet my heart is raging.

It needs you more than anything to cure the pain-

but you are the source of its burning.

 

You had the courage to talk about some day this and tomorrow that-

did the future just vanish?

 

You tell me it wasn't me.

Well, who was it?

Or was it just some hidden urge that I couldn't see?

 

I just love you.

Why can't you love me too?

Where did everything go?

Please tell me.

I would cross the world in search of it.

I'll bring it back,

I promise.

 

I just want to be with you-

but you're not here.

 

Not even on your way.

© 2012 justAlanna


Author's Note

justAlanna
I actually wrote this after my first true heartbreak a little over a year ago. One of those moments that are so wrought with emotion that writing is the only way to really clear your head.

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Beautifully written with such emotion. flows so well. this reads so easily. great use of words.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on February 14, 2012
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justAlanna
justAlanna

Huntington, IN



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