Thank you for attending this most tragic event. One that no one could prevent. Its passing was gradual and slow. Its life filled with self-doubt and woe.
By Paul Crocker3 years ago in Poets
I watch the sun come up. I become a lovesick pup. I watch the sun go down. My emotions go to town. What can I say?
If looks could kill. Then you know that they will. I've aimed for your heart. The one I claimed from the start. I don't get thrills.
Everyone should be happy and in love. Everyone would not be able to get enough. But fate has other ideas. Taps into our fears.
There are things in this world beyond my belief. A million and one images to horde away grief. The excitement they bring and the delight they ensure.
You hurt me once. Oh, what a dunce. I'm sure you didn't mean it. You hurt me twice. Here is some advice. Make sure I don't hear before I've seen it.
I can see us together. Like a limpet on the sea wall. Like autumn leaves to the ground fall. I can sense we connect.
My curious mind thinks of you. Even when your form is not in view. When you're not on the scene, how it aches for more.
I leave my senses as you leave my side. Empty of romantic pretences when you are not my guide. How do I navigate without the hold of your hand?
I don't agree with how they be. When they talk romantically. I like to see that intimacy. So let's make it just you and me.
Here is the sunshine but much brighter than it was before. It warms me all over, now I know what love is for. I feel the heat stroke my body like it wants to keep me calm.
A healthy life I had lived. So much love I had to give. And I gave away as much of it as I could. But according to someone, that was not good.