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Author: Xalga
Fiction Rated: K - English - General - Reviews: 4 - Published: 12-11-04 - Updated: 12-11-04 - id:1780393

I saw the love burn in her eyes,

I saw it all the time,

Though I never cared to recognize it,

She watched me and I sometimes her,

But it was never said,

Never acted on,

So here we are all alone,

All because we don’t see the obvious,

I wanted her she wanted me,

But in the end neither had either,

We are some of the smartest,

Some of the best,

Yet cant realize the love burning,

So we are alone once more,

But she goes on going with others,

Never dwelling,

Yet each time I look into her eyes,

I see it burning in the distance.

I’d rather be in a thousand moonless nights than not see you at all. The most I will ever get is a look at your face, but that is enough for me to live off of. I am no longer afraid because your face gives me hope. It’s as if the world is an eternal darkness and you are the light house in the blackness. I’ve seen men fall over in front of you, I have seen the world shrink before you. And I’d shrink to see you grow.

Why live a eternity of dulling star? When you can live a bright short one? Become a star that stands out of the rest. Even those that burn bright, show them that you can burn brightly as well. Never try to live a dull long star, because no matter what it will end and it would be a dull time to that end. Instead live a bright short one which you will have not complaints when it comes for you have not done anything to regret.

But even though still you still don’t mind talking to me every once in a while. I guess I am sorry for not being able to help like your real friends, or to talk to you when you needed me to. I have made you cry more than I have put a smile on you. I’d jump off a cliff so you would have to deal with me, but I can’t do it. I have promised not to.

You may hate me with everything you have. You may not want to hear me out. You may not want me to be around. I am in your way, I am in your space. I am useless to you and that is why I am nothing to you. You walk by talking, not caring. I listen, caring but not understanding. You have something going for you, I don’t. So why are you the down one?



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