Why is it me who cannot let go of what was and never meant to be? I know that I love you and I pray to God that you have some type of love for me, any love from you would be beyond grateful. I understand that and can see that you have moved on, I am happy that you found someone who could do what I could never do, the right way and treat you like the queen you are. So why is it seems like i'm the only one here with this haunting memories. These memories that haunt me come when I attempt to move on; memories of the good, the bad and the ugly eat at my soul every time I think of you. When I look at you I can still see a tiny sparkle a fire, Not the kind to spark a fire, But the kind of sparkle that you see when you looking up at the stars. Spark that will have you blind at first next thing you know you're lost in an whole other galaxy within the site of beauty. As you're trying to catch yourself from slipping off into another world you have thoughts come at you like a million bullets flying past your chest, Now that you have lost sight of you desired the most you have no choice but be compared to the rest. Contemplating why in the hell did I do what I di to her She was the only woman who truly showed me what loyalty and love was. Now she doesn't want anything to do with you, You're telling yourself to let it go, but how? When you can't stop thinking about what was, and meant to be. You're telling yourself that things will get better, But in reality you and her already know things will never be the same and never will get better. Actions have be proved wronged, and words that were said to one another have been carved into a blackened heart. It's best that now you and me should let it be known that it wasn't meant to be; not now not ever. just wanted to let you(you know who you are) that i never really felt this pain that I'm feeling right now, its a pain that goes beyond and more deepen than the heart.
I wrote this poem for someone had a huge impact in my life, she changed me and she don't even know. I know I made a lot of mistakes, if that what you call them. And i can admit that my part i failed, i just want you to know that i'm not the same person who did all those things. I'm grateful you gave me an opportunity to be apart of your life.