Aug 2019
How cruel to say you loved me as sweetly in my ear.
How cruel it was to hold me as tightly, your body oh so near.
How cruel it was to press your flesh so very close to mine.
How cruel to share a passion when as one we did entwine.
How cruel to share a romance and true lust when on our own.
How cruel to give the softest kisses that my lips have ever known.
How cruel it was to promise that you would always care.
How cruel it was to talk of a future that we would one day share.
The cruelest thing of all that will always haunt my mind.
Is to recall the beauty of it all in the memories you left behind.
How cruel it was to hold me as tightly, your body oh so near.
How cruel it was to press your flesh so very close to mine.
How cruel to share a passion when as one we did entwine.
How cruel to share a romance and true lust when on our own.
How cruel to give the softest kisses that my lips have ever known.
How cruel it was to promise that you would always care.
How cruel it was to talk of a future that we would one day share.
The cruelest thing of all that will always haunt my mind.
Is to recall the beauty of it all in the memories you left behind.
The phrase I hate the most is..."it is what it is"....
I like to think that the future is something we make and choices determine destiny. "It is what it is" is only pertinent to the past... and there lies hurts that need to be forgotten.
I like to think that the future is something we make and choices determine destiny. "It is what it is" is only pertinent to the past... and there lies hurts that need to be forgotten.
