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I let you know me better than anyone else.
No one has ever gotten that close.
You were first to conquer all these secrets.

...

I wonder if when you see these pictures
You know,
It's just my way of missing you
And having no other way of telling you.
I've forgotten
How many times you forgot
You said you were bringing flowers
Only to walk through my door empty handed
But good intentions and your convincing kiss made me forget
How all I ever wanted was for you to bring me flowers
.
.
.
.
.
(I've grown a garden in your absence. They give me hope that someday someone will love me enough to not forget)
People will tell you not to fight for love
They will say things like "set it free and if it's yours it will come back to you"
Or "if you have to fight for love then it's already over"
And "you deserve better than having to fight for someone who doesn't appreciate you"

But these things are not right
Love knows no boundaries
Sometimes people need to be fought for
Life is distracting and has a tendency of keeping us from listening to our hearts

So fight
Pour your entire soul into reminding them of the love that has been shared between your intertwined souls
And if then
They still don't remember of the magic of your smile
You can let go
And you will not be burdened with any regret
Because you fought
You gave it your all

*And if they are willing to walk away from someone who loves them enough to fight for them
Then they were never ready for your love
And there's nothing wrong with you
The tragedy rests solely on them
Oh sweet moon
Wrap me in your arms of light
Oh hold me tenderly
I'm full of longing and loneliness tonight
My family's worried about me
They said I'm sleeping all the time
They ask me if I'm depressed

But I don't know how to tell them
You only visit me in my dreams
And I can only taste your lips
When I'm fast asleep
Our hearts were made for each other

Unfortunately our minds had a tendency to get distracted
And our bodies surrendered easily to the loneliness
Am I the only one that finds tragedy
In the difference between
"Where are you?"
And
"Where were you?"
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