Author: Steel Winged Angel PM
Saying goodbye to a "love" that never really was. It is finished.Rated: Fiction K - English - Hurt/Comfort/Romance - Words: 287 - Published: 10-04-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3063147
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Your eyes peer at me from puddles of dripping tears
as your voice echoes from the back alleys of my mind.
I walk down this avenue and everywhere I turn,
there are memories of you.
The way you laughed
The way you cried
The way you held
The way you lied
The way you
The way you
broke my heart.
The crumbling walls display posters held in place by your barbed words,
while the birds croak out the honey coated words
that whisper through the air polluted by your mockery of love.
I hold a picture of us in my hand;
Lift it to the Son and watch the rays of Truth
burn your face to ash
that falls like snow among the burned piles
of the years I lost with you.
Walking further, I see the tipped scales of Justice;
the joys we shared struggle to outbalance the pain
Whatever happiness you gave me
was always followed by the storm clouds of your contempt
This entire landscape of this thing we called "love"
so barren, grey, and cold;
crumbling from your neglect.
I cannot believe I lived in this world for so long,
painting over the grey walls with your painted lies,
patching the streets with stones of your materialistic affections.
This whole town is a lie;
our love was
I drop a match upon the barren land at my feet;
the fire catches quickly, spreading across the long dead landscape,
destroying everything that never truly was.
With a weary smile and nary a backward glance,
I turn away, knowing that now,
It is finished.