ح�اة = une vie

ح�اة = une vie

A Poem by Aeon Starr
"

for those who kno me very well.....don't ever bring this up to me at any other time.

"

une vie

its a word expressing something i don't have,

when im not with him

a word filled with colors

it's a word expressing life......

i can't do this anymore

i thought i was strong enough to handle it but i can't

i'm not a hipocrit and i'm not a liar

i always considered myself a strong woman.....

but i can't so this anymore

for the first time in my life,

i've never felt so weak

all it took was to hear the sound of his voice,

the softness in his voice and,

how everytime he'd open his mouth

everything around me was so calm.

all it took was the sound of his voice.

and i crashed.

i melted down.

i shrunk in years and cried like a baby when they're first born.

i crashed.

i never would've thought that the heart nor the person it belongs to

could betray someone that cold.

if only he could just....talk to me.

i need it.

thats all i need.

i want to beleive him

i want to beleive in love,

when everything is wrong.

but he won't come true.

i can't hide anymore,

knowing that i still love him......

i can't do that.

i feel sooo insecure,

and im worried to know he's not in my life like i planned it.

but what worries me the most is the doubt that he might still love me.

the doubt that he probably always loved me....

the doubt that this wasn't a game from sunrise to sunset.

if he's out there reading this know that i still love you,

that you're still half of me.

that i forgive you knowing you'll never ask for it.

know that i can't do this.

© 2008 Aeon Starr


Author's Note

Aeon Starr
i'm not looking for criticism or opinions. it's just somthng that i needed to get out of me before i exploded!

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I used to to worry a lot, and thought lucky im not! I cared what they said, and thought i have to be head! At night my eyes cried, and i would make up lies! Though now I've been taught, I care wu.. more..

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