Time
When I think of us I think of years past instead of years to be When there's nothing to look forward to and the love we once shared doesn't feel like love at all to me, it's time to let go of the past I ask myself “am I in love with you or the image of you I carved in my mind Have I created a statue of the perfect man for me from my dreams of you or my experiences with you I laugh to keep from crying because at this point I can't trust my mind to deliver the right message to my heart which shields the love I have inside Does this mean it's time to let go even when there hold except that which I feel in my soul I think so, although my brain says yes, my heart continues to scream out NO......... No, I can't let go of what I once thought grew in the pits of my soul, once thought where so beautiful. Not beautifully perfect but perfectly beautiful as love could be. With this love my eye would not see what weighed on my heart so heavily. Love believed you where still the man for me, for I know not what my eyes have seen. Love must have been dreaming, waiting for someone to please wake me. I begged and plead all along while my heart bled for you to relieve me from the pain which not only filled my heart but the thoughts in my head. My love you did not embrace, instead you treated it like unwanted waste. Now I can plainly see I loved you even when you didn't love me. There's nothing else I need to see, my love you can not keep it’s time to let go of you and hold on to the love I have left in me ; Copyright © 2009 by AUTHOR Sybrenia Lamar \@ 7:37:24 PM DATE @ 4/3/2009
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