Your picture sits on my shelf framed in gold,
But your image lies in ruin in my heart,
The statue that once existed in your name,
Like my heart, is unrecognizable,
Fractured into a million pieces,
Impossible to ever reconstruct.
The person you were to me,
You will never again be.
That image in the picture is of you,
But of the memories I hold dear,
Of the person you used to be,
Not the one you are today,
Or plan to be tomorrow.
That’s a person I don’t know
And would never frame in gold,
Let alone have dear to me to hold.
Author notes
Im not quite sure if this is what u were after with ur challenge...but it is about hurt and pain and an end to a relationship due to the one i like becoming so unrecognisable from the person i once knew..there was no point continuing
Written May 26th, 2003
A contest entry
- Letting go/ saying good bye... by Bel-airHead57.
250 points, ended May 29, 2003, 44 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Dearest One
I looked into my old comments and I found your name -- what happened to you? Where are you? Perhaps you may one day send me a letter from your faraway hide-out.
Myra
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