This month of temporary happiness has come to an end; it turns out my reasons for caution was correct. I can’t believe this is happening to me, I feel like throwing the sand he had brought from the beach all over him. I don’t feel like going into a long explanation of all the events that took place last night, but bottom line is that he said things that he shouldn’t have said.
: One Month:
The sand that you brought me
Running through my fingers
Nothing but grains
Leaving my hands
The imprint
Taint
Dry and confused
The outcome was this adjective and verb fused
I doubted due to my past experiences
But we still tried
Captivated and forlorn with desire
Spite and regret
Your actions have caused a memory of regret
Intoxicated with fear
I’ve been taken apart
Piece by piece
I can’t believe that this is destined for me, but again I knew this was coming, I felt it through my veins, I heard it through the walls, I heard your whispers.
Such is life
For this is the life I have been given
The challenge: To forget
The sand you had brought me
I have thrown it away
All the grains
All the memories
Everything about you is now slowly leaving me
I can’t wait until you are just a distant memory
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