The only reason I thought living with pain was worth it
Take him away and what do I really have?
What ounce of happiness is left for me when the day is done?
Now who is to touch me when I'm in need of comfort?
Who is to warm my heart when it aches?
To catch the tears I make?
Each drop parting from the very eyes that lovingly admired him
Every tear carrying its burden
What stupidity to think that love had kept me happy?
That love, he, would always be
That passion would cover the pain I needed to hide
That was only an illusion of my desire
Cause without him, I'm like a lost child not knowing where to go...
Having no caring hand to hold
With him gone forever, life gives me no reason to smile
The same reason the birds no longer sing,
Why the warmth of the sun no longer felt
I've now known weakness, emptiness; I've tastefully felt death,
For my life has been taken away
My life
My life....that was him
Author notes
Written December 8th, 2005
A contest entry
- Breakups by slippingofftheedge.
300 points, ended August 22, 2008, 32 entries
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i feel the same
when the boy who was everything to you is gone, what is left? -
A sad emotional write.
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lovely piece. Thanks for entering and happy writing!
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