My GF Kayla wrote this
A shudder of emptiness The chills consume.
Her lingering spirit Silences my room. The torture, As her ghost sails through me. I never knew her Even in another life. Only of her destiny To become your wife. A replacement, Will never be found. For I have seen your heart. To her, it is bound. I sit alone Often in tears. Why fight so hard? For this, my worst fears. Love for a man So very pure. The passion I have Not meant for return. The wonder and question, When will you tell me The biggest confession? You carry me around. A prop in your play. Or your role as king Claiming me queen, only in day. I’ve seen the tosses Your nightmares, she haunts. But an unintended victim. It’s me, she taunts. I never knew her Even in another life. Only of her destiny To become your wife. A replacement, Will never be found. For I have seen your heart. To her, it is bound.
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It’s the timeless story
Love
Gone right
Gone wrong
Then
Completely gone all together
We kill a flower to help us start the story
A game of roulette to let us know
Whether she loves me not
Or she loves me so
I wish it would have warned me from the start
The pain that I feel now would hurt much less
Had I not given her my heart
It all started one morning
And it kept going
To new places
To new people
To the storyline with stories I could only dream to have
There were many twists and turns along the way
And a long way it went
When the worst of times had found us
There was always love to calm it
To remind us that nothing mattered
Only love
And one day, love was lost
It left me as quickly as it had found me
As though it was never there
Then, after many much dreaded sleepless nights
And excruciating agonies of a loveless life
It came knocking on the door
As though to taunt me
With the gut-wrenching possibility that love may still exist
That love remained
And it found me
Defenseless
I did not realize that love
Could seek closure
And once again, it was gone
And has remained gone
Love has blocked me from any knowledge of itself
I can’t imagine I’ll ever truly love
Not ever again
Now all there is are memories
Of what love felt like
Of the good
And the end
There was no bad in love
Only mis-guided words
Mis-chosen actions
But no longer receiving that
Life changing love has made it so
All I have to live with
Is starting over again
With the aching possibility that it might happen
With all of the places
With all of the people
With the storyline
New
They don’t know anything of any of it
All I can do is tell the stories of what was
And I do
Everything that has meant something to me
Is now a story
And even now
Though I pick the petals
Regardless of the answer
I won’t listen
Although I want that same feeling again
I can’t stand to give someone else that magnificent power
I should have never picked you in the first place
The most beautiful flower
Growing up sucks.
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