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Dec 2013
When you fall out of love,
your soul drowns
into a bath of suffocation.

It wanders, lost in a realm
of pain and heartache, worse
than any imaginable nightmare.

It questions its worth,
in life, in reality...

Some say it's a
temporary wound
that heals with
time and experience.
As the saying goes...
"You have to go through the bad to get
to the good."

... how ambiguous.
How long will I have to wait?
Will there be any good?
How do I know this is true?

It's not.
This is a stab wound.
Although it will heal.
The scar tissue will
always remain,
leaving behind
unforgettable moments
in time that cannot be
changed or
replaced.

I gave those
moments to you.
I gave my heart to you.
I even let myself love you.

You were safe
and you made my soul
feel beautiful.
You made me feel as
though nothing in
the world could take me down...
A ball of confidence I was...

But most importantly...
I felt happy.

Why would you...

want me to feel any other way?
You said you loved me.
And I guess,
the hardest thing
to come to
terms with is...

it meant nothing to you.
It was just a passage of time,
a short distance.
But, I did learn something.

I will never again
fall in love
until I'm ready to fall out of love.
Written by
Logan LaFleche  United States
(United States)   
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