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Feb 2011
it's been 6 months since we last spoke
it's been 10 months since my heart broke
and i know that no one's listenin
you are the only victim
but should i feel no pain,
just because i wrote the last note?
it was a b-sharp, less funny every time,
you say that you didn't see the signs,
that you were blind,
you say that it was all constructed in my mind,
fine, you must be keeping memories behind.

and i've got shame, i'm the one to blame
after 5 dates i had in mind baby names,
the fast lane, a love so free of chains,
i know that i'll never feel the same,
forever was a word early introduced,
easily the truth, to a mind so naive,
there were no tricks up sleeves,
no motives beneath,
just you, and me,
in sync, we would breathe.

the words that were said,
mixed with moments in your bed,
you say that you feel misled
but just know one thing,
that it was all truth
and had things not changed
in the way that they did,
you'd have that ring,
you'd have me still,
breathing hearts on windowsills,
s + a, what better way
for a heart to fill?
and i'd **** for us to
be like we were,
but with time comes change,
there is no cure

there is no us, in this current place,
as much as i would like to retrace,
walks on a campus, I can't just,
get by on the warmth of that smile
on your face.

i hope that smile will once again shine,
and that you'll have someone's love
like you once had mine,
and that you'll find room in your heart
for what we once shared,
i dared to care, placed my world
in that stare,
but something faded from your eyes,
impossible to find,
shrunken down to a size,
like it was no longer there,

we never feared that
we'd grow distant over years,
funny how distance,
can make things clear
it was more than kilometers that
came between us,
it was reality,
and an inability to adjust.

and i hope that you realize
that just because i made the choice,
doesn't mean that my voice,
doesn't tremble when
someone you resemble,
walks across my path,
it takes me back,
to a dorm room,
you, me, and calculus math.
a sleepy embrace,
before morning class.
Copyright SMK 2011.
Shawn
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Shawn
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