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Aug 2015
The longing I feel
cannot be compared
to anything I've ever known

Because

Where your words once were,
I have only memories now.
Where your hands once were,
I feel the ghost of your fingertips
and
Where your lips landed on mine,
I can only recall
how you taste
by closing my eyes.

I miss you
beyond anything words
could ever convey
And I'm hurting, yes,
deep down, I'm hurting
So badly.

But baby I don't blame you,
I promise you, I don't.
I've only myself to blame
for this hurricane of events
and I know I haven't said
I'm sorry
enough,
But I am so sorry.

I'm sorry
I wasn't enough,
I'm sorry
I couldn't show you
how I feel;
I'm so sorry
that I couldn't make my words
become promises
And I'm sorry
that you had to ever
cross my path.

My heart hurts.
I would be telling
an atrocious lie
if I were to ever say it didn't,
but it hurts so bad
sometimes I can't breathe.
I guess you could say
I'm heartbroken.

But

Consider yourself lucky, baby.
Because had you not
broken my heart,
**I eventually
would've broken yours.
Amanda
Written by
Amanda  Pittsburgh
(Pittsburgh)   
376
   Raphael Uzor
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