The realization of what could've beenA Poem by AIt hurt more to realize Our friendship Our once was The late nights Where I could tell you Anything The way you hugged me And I felt like You were my glue The love I had for you That I mistook As physical Was never that The tears I cry For you Are silent And often They fall knowing You will never Be there to Wipe them Away Again Our wounds Were so deep Almost as if Cut with The same knife You were all I needed At that point In that chapter And it hurts My heart still hurts With the thought Of never being able to hug you Or hold your hand With the thought that you Won’t ever look at me Like you thought I Wasn’t watching Knowing our smiles That came so naturally The laughter that Never ended When we were together You knew me I let you in I let you see my Scars I let you Become someone I felt safe with Someone I Felt whole with You made me Feel invincible Made me Feel alive In a way No man ever had It hurts me to Think you don’t Shed a tear or Lose sleep Over me Over the beauty of What we were Or the magic Of what Could’ve been © 2015 A |
StatsAuthorALondon, England, United KingdomAboutMaude: Well, if some people get upset because they feel they have a hold on some things, I'm merely acting as a gentle reminder: here today, gone tomorrow, so don't get attached to things. Dream as.. more..Writing
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