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Mr Bigglesworth Dec 2012
I lost my full time lover, sadly to another, just as my mother, rightly predicted
Maybe he was boulder, I was just older, I didn't hold her, like this **** did
It was one night only, but now she's lonely, he can't dethrone me, after eight long years
She should know better, I suppose I let her, she was wetter, than a fish behind the ears
So she took flight you know, I didn't fight it though, she was right to go, because she cheated
From the truth she'd hide, she always lied, but with friends by my side, I was not defeated
Mr Bigglesworth Dec 2012
It's been four days since she hated me
Five nights since she cut me loose
I was angry, she had ditched me
But she was playing by her rules

My phone buzzed with her preset tone
"I'm home soon are you about x"
I don't like being all alone
But it's late to be going out

I found myself sat on her bed
Discussing how my text was wrong
How her drunken antics are in my head
I wasn't staying long

Yet although this girl is wrong for me
As I am wrong for her
She looks so **** angry
And something starts to stir

"friends can kiss" we kiss
"friends can touch" we touch
After a frantic hour of bliss
Doing stuff friends don't do much

I leave

Once again testing the boundaries of friendship.

On the road of true love is this just a dip?
Mr Bigglesworth Dec 2012
There was a young man from Goodwood
Who's ***** hung much more than they should
His ****** was so slack
It could stretch round the back
And over his head like a hood
Mr Bigglesworth Dec 2012
She lived so effervescently, so vivid, so iridescent
The brightness of her life force knew no equal
She burnt like oxy acetylene a blinding, blazing, brilliance
But once extinguished there can be no sequel

For soon her radiant light grew dim
Like the flame of a candle dancing in a cold draft
Though vulnerable her spirit lingers
She knew her days were numbered
Like the doors in the hospital corridors
Her flame went out, like it was pressed between wetted fingers
Mr Bigglesworth Dec 2012
That final goodbye, that last salute
Is the hardest thing a man can do
You've lost her love, she's lost your trust
Moving on is now a must
The world will turn, the leaves will fall
Spiders spin and birds will call
The past is set and time won't freeze
These wounds will heal just not with ease
Mr Bigglesworth Dec 2012
I
What once was us, is only I
Where once we walked, now I fly
No words like bullets, tipped with violence
Just emptiness, a world of silence

Where once there was a homely we
In it's place a lonely me
Where once was love and joy and need
There's nothing, all because of greed
Mr Bigglesworth Dec 2012
I'll never forget those despairing eyes the very last time ours met
Washed away as my love was drained but that's not why her cheeks were wet
She knew it could not be the same, she knew our time had passed
On her lips, another's name, despoiled I stood aghast
How could a love so sweet ruin so quick
What was once thought everlasting, die without being sick
How could she be so reckless with a kinship deemed so hallow
Burdened with the weight of love on shoulders far too narrow
I begged her to share her woes, alas her tongue held fast
I bargained with a currency of joyous days gone past
Her mind was set, where plentiful lakes of passion once sprung from her heart
Lay a baron desolate wasteland, two extremes, poles apart
I had to close my eyes and curse the stars above
I couldn't watch her wash away in a flash flood of my love.
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