Left Behind

This is something I wrote about two years ago, and have always loved the way it turned out.

From the moment I saw you,

I saw the beauty emanating from your soul.

I had to know you, to hold you, to love you.

But you had already promised yourself to another.

Someone who saw your worth and wanted to hide it away from the world.

To hide you from the likes of me.

Although you played into my fantasies,

Showed me how much you could care,

How soft and perfect your embrace,

How deeply you could love,

We both knew in the end,

You could never break your promise, not for me.

Now thoughts of you swim through my head,

I dream of you whether waking or sleeping,

Dreaming of what could have been.

What I could have done, what I should have done.

I lay here, burying these feelings deep down.

Forcing myself to forget your touch, your love, your laugh.

You found a hole in my heart I wasn't aware existed.

Until you crushed it, crushing me and my foolish dreams.

Here I remain, unmoving, unloved.

Still, I will wait.

Do you understand how broken I am, how broken you have left me?

I know I was never yours, nor were you ever truly mine.

Yet part of me craves for a future that could be, that should be.

My heart yearns to feel again, to connect.

To be lost in the depths of your love, to finally be whole again.

Look what you have done, what you both created and destroyed.