Dear TylerA Poem by NatalieI would sit at the kitchen counter Imagining my math textbook becoming Devoured by an angry fire And I would listen to my phone Vibrate off the table My fingers extending to grab it in time And it would be you, your name printed on the screen All the while I wished that your name was someone else. You made me laugh You made me smile Your words were always worth listening to And maybe I knew you were a gift, That God had placed you in my hands But I didn’t embrace it, I didn’t want it I didn’t embrace you, I didn’t want you Cause all the while I wished you were someone else You told me you liked me You wanted to be with me You told her you loved me You fought hard to love me And you gave me a piece of your heart But I threw it away I took you for granted As if this was a game Still you chased after me Still you fought hard for me And all the while I wished for someone else All the while I wished you were someone else Well yeah there were times you would act like a jerk But you had a heart no one else could contain You cared for me and respected me You were kind and oh, so forgiving You protected me and was there for me Your arms were open for me to fall back on You said so yourself Yet I was so foolish So selfish and lame I didn’t realize who you were I didn’t realize what I had But where have you gone? Where have you gone? I let your heart slip through my fingers like Sand I didn’t want is all the sand in this world And now I’m left alone with Insomnia and Dark Realizing what I’ve done I’ve done more than break your heart Tonight is the night I miss you so bad Cause when I look back I saw I turned away-I ran And I will find you again. And I will embrace you For if you pick up your shattered heart And put it back together. If you fix your broken heart And give it to me once again. I will open my arms and cradle it. I will listen and comfort it. I will protect it and I will love it. © 2010 NatalieAuthor's Note
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Added on August 4, 2010Last Updated on August 19, 2010 AuthorNatalieorlando, FLAboutI speak through my writing and through music. It's the best, sometimes the only, way I know how to talk. more..Writing
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