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by Amanda   Jul 10, 2005


What is it that I have to say,
in order for you to realize that this love I have,
is nothing more than regrets streaming through my eyes.
What is it that I have to do,
in order for you to hear my heart screaming,
with these hollowed echoes of lonliness and pain.
how could you expect me to cry,
when I was trying to not fall apart,
while your cheeks were becoming staind.
you were leaving...
this was the last moment we would ever spend together again.
and as hard as I tried to keep everything in,
even though my heart was trying to rip itself out of my chest.
i couldnt help myself but to tell you that \\\"I love you.\\\"
and as you looked upon my face,
your bellows drowning with depression,
you kissed me so softly.
Pressing your forehead against my own,
replying to me with \\\"I love you too.\\\"
That very moment I wish I could have frozen time.
Have been able to continue holding you within my arms.
Instead I was only thinking about how I wish that we had never met.
\\\'Ccause I knew I would lose you,
though I was addicted to you pressence.
I\\\'m trying to face the reality that there is never going to be us again,
but the time felt to short to have it even been true.
Yes, we took the walks down by the river.
You showing me the places you went to keep your sanity.
Yes, we went to the cemetary,
sitting there talking about our deepest thoughts and secrets,
and yes, we did sit on your couch watching those movies,
then analyzing every inch of the production with our observations.
All of that happened.
We were together and we did spend that time.
We did kiss after the third day
and we did cuddle as though we had been with oneanother from years before.
I did hold your hand.
we did communicate as though we had always been old friends.
Yet, to you that doesn\\\'t even seem to matter anymore.
The idea of there every being an us is so far gone to you,
You can\\\'t even remember why you cried when you were leaving.
You don\\\'t even know why you thought you loved me.
The things from the past mean nothing now.
The fact that we never fought,
we never once felt pressured or misunderstood,
are just another thing that stayed here as you got onto that plane.
I could never forget the days we spent.
I could never just drop you from my mind like you had done to me.
and as much as I want to go and see you once again,
I\\\'m afraid of it causing more harm than good.
I dont think I could go and feel the securities and the joy when we\\\'re together
then lose it once more.
I wouldn\\\'t beable to see you,
trying so hard to find that look of love I did see in your eyes
and end up with nothing.
You have already moved on from us...
The ideas you had put into my head
was just a sheild for your lies.
When you came to my home to pick me up,
the last day I had dreaded since the first time we met.
I saw a smile upon your face.
and all you could say was I was beautiful.
the only thing I could think of was the time I saw going by so quickly.
I grasped you,
clenching onto your shirt
as I could smell your sweet scent I never wanted to lose.
Closing my eyes so tightly as I could feel my heart dying inside of me.
I knew that this was the moment of our goodbyes.
and I\\\'m so sorry that I had ever met you.
I\\\'m so sorry that I allowed myself to care,
\\\'cause honestly I never thought you would trick me into believing you did love me.
I didnt think you would be able to trick me into believing you cared
and as sorry as I am for all of this,
with all this grief and sorrow,
I know I wouldn\\\'t beable to apalogize.
Because in this situation sorry is going to stand as the hardest word.
You\\\'re the one that hurt me.
You\\\'re the one with the tricks and the games.
I said \\\"I love you\\\" with sincerity.
You replied back with your tears.
At first I believed they were truthful.
I did think that you would stay,
but you still went away.
And now I\\\'m the one sitting here
trying to make the grey skies that casted over me stray.
You\\\'ve moved on.
You had someone new the moment you left.
Now im trying to let go of the best thing I thought I really did have.

7/8/2005

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