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Author: ForeverBehindTheImpression
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort/Tragedy - Reviews: 5 - Published: 05-11-09 - Updated: 05-11-09 - Complete - id:2671605

Shattered Love

She stands against the wall
Her back against the stability
Her face beaming up in yours

There are people all around
But to her you’re the only one that matters

She still can’t see
The wood for the trees

She’s still naïve to the truth
That you're her only one

~*~

He stands facing my wall
Hanging off an instability
His eyes speaking straight into mine

There are people all around
I hope that I’m the only one that matters

He’s trying to deny what is before his eyes
Can’t see the forest for the trees

Hes not quite so naïve
He feels in his heart that I might be the one

~*~

A glittering smile as she passes
Through the otherwise dark hallway

A little cryptic comment through the smile
Hoping that she gets the double meaning

A feeling blocking up the interpretation
Why didn’t you just tell her?

You really think she’s beautiful

~*~

I smile shyly back
Wishing he’d kiss me right there

He pauses to joke to me
It makes me laugh, he seems on edge

The emotion killing my retort
Why didn’t I just tell him?

He was the reason I tried to look beautiful

~*~

The road glistens
Black and slick under her car tyres

The wall’s approaching fast
An end to the road

You don't know whether to think
That this is an accident
Or a suicide attempt

An effort that seems impossible to fail

She closes her eyes
Wanting the end
But need not see it

She hits the roadblock hard

The imperfect fragments of her life
Permanently scattered across yours

~*~

His tears glisten
Clear and slick under his eyes

The walls of his mind confining him

He doesn’t know whether to think
That my accident was preventable
Or if I was bent on killing myself

An attempt that was much less than a fail

His fingers brush my still eyelids
Dragging them down to close my eyes once more

I wanted the end
And now I had it

Maybe he knew it wasn’t fair
For me to see the tie that never closer
Crying over my stupidity
Knowing he could have pieced together
Those half broken fragments of my life...

All too late

He’s only crying over my corpse

I can already feel his now hollow life
Scattering away from everything with mine
All because he couldn’t speak those three simple words

"I love you"...

~*~

A/N: At the end there he's speaking them to her now, but its too late, I was going to write the lines And now youre muttering them, But it really is too late before the last line. Tell me what you think about that, and whether I need those lines, hope you enjoyed it, it was written at like one in the morning :P



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