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746 · Jul 2010
how could i
It's been awhile since we last spoke,
we ended on a somber note,
my life is empty,
it has no meaning,
my mind, still echoes your screaming.

I had taken you for granted,
to the point you could no longer stand it,

almost two years we made it,
though much of it we debated.

My eyes were closed,
and you, my rose...

Out in the desert, all alone,
you cried, lying by the phone,

hoping I would call,
when you should have been at the mall,
I took it all.

From seven thousand miles away,
you were there waiting, every day.

I had excuses galore,
your tears continued to pour,
until the day you couldn't take it anymore.

You called a quits,
but couldn't go through with it.

A couple weeks, back at home,
the two of us, at last alone.

I began to see clear,
our end was near.

I went back to the sand,
Praying, you wouldn't find another man.

I tried my hardest to please you,
but only managed to deceive you.

Life for me was hard, I had a lot of anger,
Slowly, I saw you transform into a stranger.

Feelings began to surface, from the likes of which I'd never seen,
Jealousy, it consumed me.

I envied you, with your perfect life,
in time it proved, I wasn't right.

When you finally got out,
all you left me was self-doubt

Two years later,
I still wonder,
what could have been,
if you and me,
had only made it past,
my tyranny...

I'm no longer angry, I wish you the best,
Hoping that one day, to let go of my regrets.

At my best was when I was with you,
Elizabeth, I'll never forget you.




"how could i?" 26 july 7:45
I wrote this about a girl I used to date, our relationship ended while I was deployed to Iraq.

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