They told me to get over someone you must get under someone else.
They said time heals all wounds.
I'm here to tell you I tried, and it didn't work but it served its purpose.
The anger that I hold inside,
the grief of knowing love like hers.
She was my lighthouse, without her,
I felt lost.
Aimlessly wandering.
I thought she was mine forever.
Now my outlook on forever is nothing but jaded.
What do I miss about her most you ask?
I'd say her nurturing side,
how she always had time to listen to my manic thoughts.
She held me and hooked me with her tenderness.
Her love was like the sun,
the longer it stayed out the longer you get burned.
And in the end, I did end up burning.
I burned so much that I became a phoenix,
rising from the ashes.
3 years passing.
Jun 22, 2022
Jun 22, 2022 at 5:07 PM UTC
They told me to get over someone you must get under someone else.
They said time heals all wounds.
I'm here to tell you I tried, and it didn't work but it served its purpose.
The anger that I hold inside,
the grief of knowing love like hers.
She was my lighthouse, without her,
I felt lost.
Aimlessly wandering.
I thought she was mine forever.
Now my outlook on forever is nothing but jaded.
What do I miss about her most you ask?
I'd say her nurturing side,
how she always had time to listen to my manic thoughts.
She held me and hooked me with her tenderness.
Her love was like the sun,
the longer it stayed out the longer you get burned.
And in the end, I did end up burning.
I burned so much that I became a phoenix,
rising from the ashes.
3 years passing.
Everyone has a story of grief, here's mine...
