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4-15-09
6:00 p.m.
I'll love him tell the day I die,
what if that's sooner then he thinks?
I'll love him with a heart so true,
unbroken, unshattered,
I hold in my hands, something,
not seen directly,
but on the faces,
of sad, lonesome men and women alike,
my love impure,
tainted by that of which I hold,
Hatred,
the word tasted metalic.
He kissed my lips,
the metalic taste replced,
by a taste too sweet to be named,
what I once had been holding,
now long gone,
I couldn't resist,
the undying urge,
to hold him close,
protect him from the world,
I'll love him,
hold him,
make him my world,
he is mine,
and no one elses.
4-15-09
8:00 p.m.
A love so true,
undefined by that of physical love,
imagining his arms around me,
his voice ringing in my ears,
so deep,
so sweet,
his name echoing in my head,
so simple,
yet, holding meaning so deep,
my eyelids fluttered,
fighting my sleep,
we sat in silence,
in love,
and forever in awe,
our lips cannot touch,
our hands cannot hold,
the last three words that came,
"I love you,"
is all he said,
before the phone went dead,
the first and last time,
I heard those words,
eight little letters,
that had the power,
to make me or break me.
The love I had once held,
so near and dear,
is now gone,
along with him.
4-18-09
7:00 p.m.
So many break his heart,
leaving me to piece it together,
with hands slow but sure,
taking care,
to fix something,
that I cannot be part of,
I try and try,
with all my might,
to fix him,
to make him smile,
even if it hurts,
have I become what i tried so hard to stop,
Am I hurting others,
by hurting myself,
to fix his heart?
4-10-09
5:00 p.m.
If he loves me, then why does she get his love?
If I die will he even care?
If I hurt myself will he be there?
If I cry will he catch my tears before they fall?
If I want to hug him, will he let me?
If I want to kiss him, will he kiss me back?
If I want to be alone will he leave me?
If I want to have a 2 person party will he be there?
If I start talking to myself will he think I'm crazy?
4-10-09
6:00 p.m.
Why does this keep happening to me?
He says he loves me then walks away,
He smiles and says "lets just be freinds," then walks away,
He yells at me, then walks away,
He tries to seduce me, is denied, then walks away.
4-30-09
6:00 p.m.
We walk down the street,
hand in hand,
barely enough room for our hands to fit,
invisible string,
tied around our fingers,
holding our hands close,
tangled so tightly,
yet tied so loosely,
marrige was not yet an option,
but was already decided.
4-30-09
8:00 p.m.
Days go by,
one by one,
as I walk down the streets,
alone with my head hung,
in a concrete world,
so rough and untamed,
holding memories,
that cut down deep,
with blades unseen,
yet causing crimes,
vile and evil.
 SeibetsuKoneko · Fri May 15, 2009 @ 07:01am · 0 Comments |
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