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Jun 2016
Thursday, June 23, 2016
8:47 PM

I chose this one man over the other
The one loved me like no other
And it quietly tears me up inside
A large part of my heart and love has died
Another goes on. And tries so hard
To go on loving with a heart that is scarred

To live is risk, to lose is to gain
Some times love is more pain
If there were a quiet place to go
I would but no matter, I try, this other love must grow

To start again, to remember why
To not give up, to quit and cry
I need to move on and this for me is real hard
Im carrying on with a heart that is charred

I care so much and so deep
Its hard to get any good sleep
When I still at night
Give my thoughts to where there
Is no light

But the love that was ,
was what I thought was real
I have to give it up because
The other had to much for me to deal
With that , I say goodbye

Just in word not thought or heart
For in that other, is that part
Others didn’t get to see, but me
His love was entirely too much and it only consumed me.
hope ann webb
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   Stacy Mills
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