|My Lovers Notebooks
Author: Faithless Juliet PM
Josh, Richey, Tyler, Lorenzo, need I say more.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Drama - Words: 508 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 2 - Published: 08-04-04 - id: 1685544
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My Lovers Notebooks
"Hail Mary full of grace the lord is with thee
blessed art though amongst woman and blessed the fruit of thy womb Jesus"
I was young
within my dream of a father who would not harm me.
I wore a crucifix around my neck for love of you
I loved you
and you let me fall.
Desi is dead
haven't you seen that yet
she died with Josh
and his flattery,
his litany that made me consider the past.
that I was beautiful
the ungrateful silence that followed his absence.
but faith could not save me from that pain.
The illusion that was Desi
and Desirae was born
I would not be silenced.
Your lies crippled me and will forever interact with every other relationship that I ever form.
You want some good news
I still feel you beside me when I sleep
I still see that little girl that you wanted me to have
that child growing in my belly that you promised never to hit
never to yell at.
That little girl who would never feel like I did growing up.
I don't long for you like I do Josh
I had leaned by then.
I miss the fact that I saw something in you
in that respect I will never learn.
I wanted to fix you
Like I wanted to fix Josh.
I wish you well
I hope that one day you find what you are truly looking for.
I demand nothing less then justice from you
and I hope that in your lust you exonerate your victims.
I am not one of them
you never seemed
that I would never do that with you.
You never seemed to know that their is more to love then sex
that their is more to passion then hate and regret
that their is more to the future then who you can have at your arm and walk beside you.
I don't miss that time to much
its just that I allowed myself to forget with you.
To no longer have the past written on my face like a brand.
that within you was something different.
that you only lie lonely
your next victim will scream loud enough to be heard.
How sweet was Florence
possessed into that life that we both wanted but were to young to grab hold of.
How sweet were the illusions that are kisses made us feel.
I made you laugh
you made me feel safe.
I will never look at cobblestones and not think of you
I will never look at night the same way
and with night will I always see your face.
I pry that you find Florence
and your Italy
I pry that if not now
then one day we will meet again.