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Dec 2012
I prayed a little prayer that night,
The night I fell for you,
Because I knew I’d hold on too tight,
And re-break my heart to two,

But I still gave it all my time,
Because it felt good while it lasted,
Our little love story was in its prime,
Maybe even just past it,

I had a little feeling,
That you’d hurt me if I let you,
I felt it was time I’m stealing,
And that slowly I should let go,

You see they always do,
If you let them,
Break your heart in two,
It’s we ourselves we condemn,

But you see my little prayer,
Worked like a secret whisper,
I was already too aware,
Of the scars upon a blister,

You couldn’t cut my surface,
Even though I wished you to,
My mind she was too nervous,
And my heart love outgrew,

Your pauses said-beware,
Your ignorance bid me a due,
Your messages read- I don’t care,
And before I knew it we where through

You avoided my questions like a plague,
And pretended all the way,
But though your answers where vague,
I knew what you couldn’t say,

Then finally I wore you thin,
And you admitted there was her,
I felt good that my sense did win,
And at the end I didn’t shed a tear.
Lesley Rautenbach
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Lesley Rautenbach
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