In The Dim Candlelight

In The Dim Candlelight

A Poem by Autumn M. Miller aka MoonofMorrigan
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What is there left to say when it's time to say "good-bye"?

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The candles have almost burned out

The memories are swimming in my mind

I listen to some old love song on the radio

But I really don't hear the words

“Killing me softly” is the only thing echoing

In this mind

It's the song that says it all

 

I pushed you away

I left you with no choice but to leave

You stayed with me for so long

You knew me so well

You were the only one who knew me at all

 

The flames are growing dimmer

The memories grow brighter

Left in an endless night

With just the guilt and the last words you said

 

You knew from the moment I saw him

That I would lie with him in that old bed

I was supposed to share it with you

You knew the moment I made love to him...

You were the only one who knew me at all

 

You keep saying it isn't my fault

But then how can it be yours?

“These things happen” doesn't soften the blow

“It ok, as long as you're happy” doesn't help at all

Weren't you the one who told me

You'd love me forever

Weren't you the one who told me

That you wanted this old bed to be shared with only you

 

“You can't cheat on someone you never had”

The truth is, it was an affair even with that said

And the candles have burned out

The only things that I keep remembering are

I love you even now

And I wish I could hold you one last time...

The odds of you coming back are against me

0 to 100

And I don't blame you...

 

You were the only one who knew me at all

“Good-bye”

 

 

 

© 2008 Autumn M. Miller aka MoonofMorrigan


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Autumn M. Miller aka MoonofMorrigan
Autumn M. Miller aka MoonofMorrigan

Columbus, OH



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I was born on April 28, 1978 in Columbus, Ohio where I currently reside. I took to writing and drawing at a young age, as I always had a very vivid imagination. I am very shy and unlikely to talk abou.. more..

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