Gifted jewelry holds no sentimental value
And thank god for it.
I can still wear these gorgeous earrings
without guilt or sadness,
like a ring would leave behind.
I am beautiful
and you are gone
And thank god for it.
Jan 6, 2013
Jan 6, 2013 at 4:57 AM UTC
That cold, unfeeling being
surrounds you with his towering weight;
corrupting you, mind and soul.
My hand was placed in yours;
Soon after, he took it in his.
Once bright blue eyes have lost their luster
The grey's overcast all else.
We both cannot have you;
his grip is far too tight.
My calls into your darkness, muffled,
by the creature covering your ears.
I sorrow, seeing you so lifeless,
The crumbling shadow of you who once courted me.
Not for long, but such time will be precious.
I sorrow, seeing you in such pain,
Wishing my kiss could aid.
What a brave soul you are,
Knowing this battle is best fought alone.
What kindness and wisdom is kindled
Knowing I would be left gasping in it's wake.
With a sigh, a nod, a hug, I say:
So long, blue eyes.
Though we may not meet again,
Takes these words that I offer.
When that shade's gone and done with you,
Shine, and keep on shining.
Dec 28, 2012
Dec 28, 2012 at 12:14 AM UTC
You're just like me
Like a mirror reflection
Touch our hands to the glass
We look so different
But I like what you like
You think how I think
You speak as I do
And I loved who you love
The difference in our identical reflections
Is that he is no longer on my side of the glass
and now stands behind you on yours
Identical in every way
Save for the heartache
I can only hope that he keeps these reflections dissimilar
At least for your sake
Dec 11, 2012
Dec 11, 2012 at 6:41 PM UTC