Date Published: November 10, 2023
Time Published: 12:40 PM
Category: Poetry
Subject: Past Relationship
Though I yearn for her day and night, I must let go,
A lifetime's worth of memories and accept reality.
That you're not mine, not anymore,
Still, I refuse to oblige. Verily, there's no encore.
When you held me tight, I cried, and cried, and cried,
Only this time, I weep without you late at night.
It felt like I was dead before—that you gave me life,
Yet, It's hard not to call you and make you do it twice.
Since then, I've lived inside a tinge of blue,
Knowing that I can't let myself keep hurting you.
We just couldn't see it through—As I sit here and write,
Lonely in these cold nights, reminiscing the time I felt alive.
The feelings we've had, and the words we spoke,
Pierced deeply like a knife to my throat.
Still, I love this distorted yet comforting feeling,
Now I'm too busy sharing thoughts with the ceiling.
What could've been a happy ending turned to tragedy,
But, none was ever close to our bittersweet melody.
Our story was my favorite route of evanescence,
So I say this, I love you, my one and only empress.
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