15 minutes to write the past
An easy lie to live,
is present here.
Forgetting the past is never easy,
forgetting you is my burden.
So unclean we are,
me with my unfinished fury,
that I shove deeper and deeper inside,
when I see those almond brown eyes.
You thrust the pain aside.
That pain you gave to me.
To take and to hold you,
would be my absolute dream,
but tainted with excess,
it loses it's meaning.
I never ever believed that we
were just a fire, of lust.
In my mind, we were a bright spot in our tangled broken lives.
In my mind, we could of been more.
I wasn't ready for the fall,
I wasn't ready for you not to call.
To rip me away with such ease.
To erase all that had been.
To leave me on my knees.
And when you were gone, I could forget the pain.
In the shape of a man who's crystal blue eyes could understand,
could sink through and make me a giggling, transparent mess.
And when you came back, and I leaped into your arms.
I could feel the reasons why we were there so long.
The "click" and the "chemistry" made all the sense in the world.
But you left me empty and broken when I realized who you were.
What you did, and what you meant.
You never made sense.
And you never will.
I cannot fix, I cannot mend what happened to you.
I cannot try anymore, I already gave you my world.
My comfort, my shelter, inside of me, and outside.
take that piece of me,take it with you.
For now I am gone.
That love will always be with you.