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William Keech May 2015
You stole my heart...
.....But not my dreams..
....I am bent....
......but I am not broken...
......I am hurt....
.....but I am healing....
You may have damaged me....
But I am strong enough to take
The beatings
I am be forgotten...
But I am never lost.
William Keech May 2015
It was August when you said you
Would always love me
It was October when you first
Broke my heart
In December I forgave you
Then for four years
We lived in bliss
We swore to marry
That nothing would change
That no one could ever take
Our love away
Then November came
You changed
You found another
Told me he was better
Told me that it was a shame
I didn't die in April
December came
You lead me on
Used me, abused me, ripped me apart
You broke your promise
With no disregard
That you had just broken someone's
Heart...
January came you finally
Left me weeping
You asked for my friendship
But by then my those cold months
Had frozen my heart.
By February my blood had
Ran cold I realized
I could find happiness in being alone.
Now it's May and someone
New has thawed my heart
And restored it to new
The scars from you are
Still there
But they left me more aware
I won't lie an say I don't care
Or that I don't love you anymore
Because it would never be true
But that love is not the same
I appreciate the pain
That drove me insane
Because of you
I know that "love" and "forever"
Are just simple words
That can be said without
Any reason or intention to be kept
And promises are empty.
Because of you
Now I look for the actions of caring
Because of you...
I've learned true love can't
Be spoken but only shown.
William Keech May 2015
"What is love?"
I once asked my
Father when I was
A young child..
He replied softly
"You'll understand love when you are older"
Then as I grew I forgot
My question until
One day when I was laying
In your arms
Tingled up in our love
Mesmerized by the passion
In your eyes
I realized
Love is a measure
Of the moments that
Take your breath away
William Keech May 2015
Sometimes I get so mad
About everything
I look at these pictures
An all the pain comes back
Seeing you happy is the worst.
I get so angry because every time
I see your face...
I wonder why I didn't leave you
All those times you hurt me
I wonder why I had to be so
Good to you an get nothing
In return than a broken heart...
I wonder why I didn't punch you
I wonder why I let you in
I wonder a million things
Then I remember;
If I'm not worth your apology
Then you are not worth being
On my mind.
I'm sorry that you wasted so
Much of my time.
William Keech May 2015
The clouds are gathered
On the horizon
The sun is gone
The moon covered
But I sit out here
All alone...
I sit here in thought
Writing nonsense that
Only makes sense
To someone like me.
Someone broken
Someone lost
Someone torn
Someone who has been
Forgotten lost in time.
I sit here looking up at
The night sky
Watching the lighting
Strike making the clouds
Glow a dark red an purple hue.
I sit here wondering...
"What am I supposed to do?"
You gave no reason
You just left
Yelling an shouting
"You'd be better off dead"
I cried
I begged
I asked you to stay
But you left me....
Broken on the ground.
But now as I sit here
I remember...
"Life is more than love an happiness; it's pain, suffering, regretting... It's living it out no matter what the pain you feel. Because no one gets out of it without feeling the twinge of a broken heart"
William Keech May 2015
Sometimes a moment
Is all it takes
To take someone's breath away
Sometimes all it takes
Is a second for a heart to break.
Though I lay awake at night
I always fantasize
What it's like to sleep with
You through the night.
I long for a single touch
A simple kiss
Nothing grand just
To feel the touch of
Your loving hand once again
I simple moment
Just a second...
Oh what I'd give
Just to hear your voice
Softly whisper in my ear....
"I love you"
Just once again.
William Keech May 2015
There is a time
  There is a place
   There is a steady an true pace.
     There is hope for peace of mind
       There is faith within this place
In this morning where the sun may
never raise...
Again we wake on stranger tides
This foreign feeling that grows within (covers all our wicked sin)
No dawn to erase yesteryears mistake.
Now again we part our ways
With broken hearts in our hands
We watch the dawn break again.
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