LOVE OF THORNSA Poem by oluchiThe irony of love
I was the perfect candidate for your heart
I was the perfect hopeless romantic I was the perfect blessing Not in your world but in mine. To you, I was the perfect nuisance The one who would never pick offence The one who would stay; no matter what you do or what compromises The one that knew she had to be with you because you were all she ever had I saw the signs but yet chose to ignore them I chose to witness the unfortunate end of us. I loved the joy of our sorrowful love I watched as i turned into a rose trampled on the ground I watched my light fade away and darkness slowly set in I chose to adapt to the darkness Everyone was talking way too much saying i should give you up But I chose to pay them no mind We chose not to let third parties into our union remember? Now that it is all over now that i can no longer feel the after taste of your lips All i hang on to is the memories of when all your promises were broken the memories of the other woman who happily shared you with me And as i lay on my bed of thorns, I cannot help but not fall in love with myself For without you I am nothing, you showed me how to love With my pride gone and my body only programmed for you I shall remain the way you left me, with the hope that we would meet again and fall in love in the after life
© 2016 oluchiAuthor's Note
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