
| Sorry' Doesn't Cut It, It Won't Bring Him Back
Author: L. Sherman Everytime I have a good thing going, I do something to mess it up. I think I'm afraid of being truly happy. Or, of allowing myself to be happy, at the least.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Words: 262 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 02-12-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2319003
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"Sorry" Doesn't Cut It — "I Love You" Won't Bring Him Back
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I let you walk
Right out of my Life.
I turned by back,
I said "Goodbye."
But, in the silence echoed
The words I hadn't said:
"That to love you, and lose you,
I'd rather be dead."
But, in the shadows
Of Ill-Fading bliss
I am left only thinking about
All the things
That I will come to miss:
No time in your arms;
No sweet lips to kiss;
No more affectionate words
Will grace these ears.
All that remains
Is emptiness—
Al hollow cavity
In my chest.
Because I pushed you away
One too many times,
And all I can do now
Is remember all the times
That we spent talking,
For hours on end:
Sweet months my love,
For years a dear friend.
But, the past is the past,
And there it will stay;
And today is history-in-the making,
Fading second-by-second away.
All that's left now is to dwell upon
How it all came crashing
To such an Ill-Fated end.
I pushed you away—
Wasn't there to break your fall—
And now, Darling, you have
Forsaken my mournful call.
No more time together,
And nevermore to be.
Leaving me wishing for
What we once had,
Holding you close to me.
But, I know it will not happen,
You're with someone else,
Someone who is worth your time,
Your love, your self.
Someone who isn't
And never again will be
Me.
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L. Kantenseter
2-12-07
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