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This is a poem i wrote a while back. Plz comment wth ur thoughts.
Until I'm Over You
Without you, my heart is not satisfied,
Now that you’re gone, I feel lost and alone,
I can no longer see the light within the darkness, without you,
My heart aches of emptiness now that you have left,
There is no way to console my empty, battered heart except for the dreams and hopes of a happier tomorrow
Without you, I feel a numbness over me, which has never occurred,
Now you’re gone, and I can no longer feel the good inside me.
You’re gone now, and you’re with him.
So, what do you care if I must suffer through this alone?
You have him.
What do you care that I will never be the same?
It all makes no difference to you.
And yet, you still expect me to be your crying shoulder.
You expect me to console you when you feel upset, or when he has hurt you.
You don’t even realize the immense pain that you cause me just by talking to you.
You don’t care to see that I’m dieing on the inside,
That I can’t take this pain much longer.
How was I to know that you were the one to build me up and tear me down?
How was I to know that none of it meant anything to you?
How was I to know….That you didn’t love me.
That you never will?
My heart aches for you.
My very soul begs me to release it to find you.
And yet, through all the sadness and pain you have caused me,
I still love you.
I don’t want to love you anymore.
I want to be over you, as you were never into me.
But, alas, it is not quite that simple.
When you truly love someone, as I do you,
It takes much longer to get over them than expected.
But know that I am trying, for I don’t want to lose you as a friend,
Although every time you mention him,
It feels as if the knife you have already placed inside my heart so many times is being twisted, and turned and jerked around.
Until there is no more possible pain for me to feel,
Until there is no hope for my poor, broken heart.
But one day, I will find someone who will truly love me,
Although if I have yet to meet this person, or already have,
I do not know.
Tonight is still a night for mourning what is lost.
Mourning what will be forgiven, but never forgotten,
What has made me cry before, and even now,
A single tear slides down my cheek as I remember the times we had together.
And what could have been, if not for my own folly.
Thx again 4 ne 1 who comments ^^
 rez55 · Sat Mar 21, 2009 @ 04:56am · 6 Comments |
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