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A Love That Didn't
[center]Everything That Never Happened
Best friend,
comrad,
confidant.
Deceiving
myself,
with your kind
acceptance.
My heart,
stopping,
skipping beats,
fluttering
insane.
Secretly,
pulling, dreaming
saying, crying,
loving,
invain.
Your eyes
that watched
with pity,
sorrow,
and embarrassement.
I couldn't
control,
the out burst,
I told,
by accident.
Your smile
becoming broken,
as every thing
that was built,
is shaken.
The core quaking,
the roots
weakening,
and the words,
that I forced
you into saying.
With my selfish,
feelings.
I tried to stomp
it down,
but my mind wouldn't
have it.
It was planted,
with the thought
of us actually happening.
The pain,
the ache,
the sound of my heart
crying all out
as it breaks.
The pieces
that are better off lost.
The cost of
my mental infatuation.
My pulse beating
in my eardrums,
the torture of that
situation,
scarring me into
fake smiles,
fighting to hide,
this affection inside,
in total desperation.
You don't see me,
in the same light that
I do.
To you,
I'm damaged goods.
Its better to lay low,
in my utter anguish.
I'll wait for this
suffering to vanish.
For the flame to be
diminish,
into nothing.
I wish that you could hear,
all the words I'm too
afraid to say.
It's much easier
to run away,
than to face the wound
alone.
I wish I could hate you,
it would
hurt less,
I should have known.
Time out,
time in,
not a thing was
left the same.
You turning into
an acquaintance,
no longer a friend.
Trying to act,
like you didnīt notice,
but its hard to pretend.
Its hard to accept,
the coming of the end,
marking into me,
the memory, of
everything that never
happened. [/center]
Best friend,
comrad,
confidant.
Deceiving
myself,
with your kind
acceptance.
My heart,
stopping,
skipping beats,
fluttering
insane.
Secretly,
pulling, dreaming
saying, crying,
loving,
invain.
Your eyes
that watched
with pity,
sorrow,
and embarrassement.
I couldn't
control,
the out burst,
I told,
by accident.
Your smile
becoming broken,
as every thing
that was built,
is shaken.
The core quaking,
the roots
weakening,
and the words,
that I forced
you into saying.
With my selfish,
feelings.
I tried to stomp
it down,
but my mind wouldn't
have it.
It was planted,
with the thought
of us actually happening.
The pain,
the ache,
the sound of my heart
crying all out
as it breaks.
The pieces
that are better off lost.
The cost of
my mental infatuation.
My pulse beating
in my eardrums,
the torture of that
situation,
scarring me into
fake smiles,
fighting to hide,
this affection inside,
in total desperation.
You don't see me,
in the same light that
I do.
To you,
I'm damaged goods.
Its better to lay low,
in my utter anguish.
I'll wait for this
suffering to vanish.
For the flame to be
diminish,
into nothing.
I wish that you could hear,
all the words I'm too
afraid to say.
It's much easier
to run away,
than to face the wound
alone.
I wish I could hate you,
it would
hurt less,
I should have known.
Time out,
time in,
not a thing was
left the same.
You turning into
an acquaintance,
no longer a friend.
Trying to act,
like you didnīt notice,
but its hard to pretend.
Its hard to accept,
the coming of the end,
marking into me,
the memory, of
everything that never
happened. [/center]
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