Oct 2014
Forgetting her
Trying to forget her is like trying to have not loved her at all, for everything around me reminds me of her , the radio torments me on a daily routine , I awaken to the chatting birds only to be reminded that she is not laying beside me , as id open my eyes to her sleeping face amidst there song ...... the summer breeze still carries the scent of her hair , and the budding flowers make me think of her beauty , my dreams have become nightmares with the knowing that ill wake up and she will be gone , my heart has gone from an anticipatory gallop to a lost lonely stroll echoing inside it's hallow walls, for she had become so much apart of my everything , that its impossible to forget her without going back in time , and unliving it , for my heart is truly broken , and I miss her with the pieces , and I wonder if I will ever love like that again , and if anyone will ever love her like I did ....
Trying to forget her is like trying to have not loved her at all, for everything around me reminds me of her , the radio torments me on a daily routine , I awaken to the chatting birds only to be reminded that she is not laying beside me , as id open my eyes to her sleeping face amidst there song ...... the summer breeze still carries the scent of her hair , and the budding flowers make me think of her beauty , my dreams have become nightmares with the knowing that ill wake up and she will be gone , my heart has gone from an anticipatory gallop to a lost lonely stroll echoing inside it's hallow walls, for she had become so much apart of my everything , that its impossible to forget her without going back in time , and unliving it , for my heart is truly broken , and I miss her with the pieces , and I wonder if I will ever love like that again , and if anyone will ever love her like I did ....
