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Jan 2013
you were always meant to be there
the silence in my fractured air,
the rapture before the breaking dawn
the silent cough, the stifled yawn......
Its like i just saw the sun for the first time
you were meant to rise to be only mine,
and as you slept i watched you dream
i began to unravel at the seams..
i never can forget the look on your face
the way you were my saving grace.
Its like you never were here or there
its like i lost you with the weight of my stare
and now its like we never had dared,
we never kissed, we never shared,
i never held you in my shortened arms
never said i'd keep you from harm
and we were just like butterflies you and i
and just in the spring we started to die.
Its like i cannot rid myself of your smile
i cannot pick up the phone and begin to dial
you lost me afore i'd even began
I am not that person, your not my man
I gave you my heart, to have and to hold,
gave you my hand for when we grew old
and still you crushed it and tore it away
and now you haunt me every single day;
for what they cry, the don't understand
its like a new language from a foreign land,
but they can never understand what i saw in you,
how i could love someone so black and blue?
Its like i never should have ever let you in,
to let you go, was for you to win
and its like a dancing moth to a dying flame
when i think i hear you call my name
but no its just the wind in a long lost dream
and nothing is real or what it seems.
Its like you never were, or never was
but you must have been, for i always was,
your one
Rachael Stainthorpe
Written by
Rachael Stainthorpe  Huddersfield
(Huddersfield)   
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   Bill Hensley
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