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Oct 2014
Some people just have this hold on your heart and won’t let go.

Time, it doesn’t cure that. Sometimes the grip loosens, only to be unexpectedly and uncontrollably tightened again. And you learn to live with it, but it never gets any easier.

Sometimes the most simple things can be the hardest to overcome. It defies logic and reason and time.


I’ll forever be in love with you.

Through all of the uncertainty, insufferable agony , and betrayal, I’ll forever be in love with you. It’s that kind of love that reaches deep down. It’s in my body, my blood, and my bones. It is in my soul. There’s only a certain kind of love that can take you over, and as many times as I picked myself up, running faster, getting stronger, and bigger, I can’t out run you. But I can’t live with you.

I’m suspended between hoping for something that I will never have, and having something I’ve never hoped for.

I’m suspended between waiting for time to heal heartache, and knowing that heartache can’t outrun the time.
Iris Blanche
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