Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Regrets

A soft touch
of cotton against skin.
Fall away.
sometimes i still can
see his driveway of mud
when it was really one of
concrete.

Things meant to be said
but never spoken.
Tears shed for nothing.

A broken window
into my past. Its so dark
So cold. I've become a black hole.
I hoped I had
The strength.
To escape,
What life held for me
Wasn't what I thought I needed,
But it was best
In the end.

So Fragile.
Sometimes I float amongst
heads of others, dreaming,
pretending and seeking truth.
I speak softly now
just thinking of the year
we spent. I will
Never be the same.

Time changes Everything.
I forgive him. Its my
Heart, I cannot forgive.
Bittersweet.

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