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Dusty Grashorn Feb 2021
I held her under the moon lit sky. In my arms so close to me. All around us the summer breeze blowing wild and free.

I would hold her face close to mine. Oh how I yearned to stop the hands of time. Thru the night sky the stars would shine. Gazing into her lovely eyes I could not believe she was mine.

Staring up at our our brightest star just two loving souls entwined. Wanting nothing more than to run a way and leave our troubles far behind.

As the end of summer grew so near the nights got shorter and far between. Sometimes I go back to that lonesome scene. Me sitting there all alone gazing out into the night just wondering why it was only myself staring up at the big dark summer sky.
Dusty Grashorn Feb 2021
I'm sorry that I blew my last chance. Please know that our love will always be my favorite romance.

When I would tell you all of my lies. You could always see thru my deceiving eyes. And into my troubled soul. If only I looked at yours I would have seen how much all my damage was taking its destructive toll.

I'll never understand why all those times I made you cry. Or the reason with every night I was sure to start a fight.

In my heart I knew what I was doing was so wrong. All you did was love me all along. I dont blame when you finally chose to leave. I needed and deserved to sit alone and grieve.

But I could never imagine even after all this time apart. You would be the only one I trust to give my broken heart.
Dusty Grashorn Feb 2021
So many emotions I struggle to get off my chest. I fear this eager tugging waiting to put my will to the test.

Every hour thru out the day and all the way into the night. Im battling this addiction. Something I never thought I would have to fight.

As I hold my head in constant shame there is no one but myself to blame. For all the heart ache and pain. Or how I nearly drove my family insane.

This is all my fault. How I wish this bad dream would come to a hault. Oh how I wish I never made this damning choice. I pray for the day this addiction ends and my family and I can all rejoice.

— The End —