Too good to be true - a neverending lie

A tender touch
a relentless kiss
as tasty as chocolate fudge
it is all I miss

even though never shared
never shared a single touch of the lips
nor were we ever lost in an embracing hold
it is still you I miss and long for

I wish I could do just like you
forget all the things we did share
and stop longing for the ones I missed out
stop wanting to care
stop wasting my time

Although I would like to do you like you do
I would rather be with you
Being in your neighbourhood
spending time with you walking in a wood

smelling the scent of fresh silver rain
hearing the leafs whisper
if only you knew of the pain
the torment you build up in my heart and soul

I guess it wasn't special
at least not for you
I guess I should have been worried
since it was just too good to be true...

Author notes

This poem was written by me before and posted on my site poetry.fixato.com/
and also in a forum at bowland central
some additions lines I wrote in reply to some comments at the bowlandcentral.com -poetryforum.
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in reply to : 'I have tears in my eyes, - been there, know how you feel, terrible, devastated - will the pain ever end?' :
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I am sure it will end in the end
but when will we ever reach the last track?
when will the carriage of love
find its station
and allow me to get onto another train...
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isn't loveache a wonderfull thing
having such pain
being so tormented
having so much inspiration
to write it down
a reason to hold on
hold on to life
and write the words of pain
to discover that real love always leaves a stain
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as i am still stuck in that train
a train that lost track of time
with no station to stop
I just hope that one day
one minute in time
a girl comes by
and raids the train
taking me away
because I don't want to stay

I want to move along
don't take me wrong
I loved these days
but it would be wrong if I was here to stay
while you already got of the train at the last station
leaving me with only the wonders of our relation...
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in reply to ' wonderful poems. Maybe it was fate that gave you your experiences - to bring out your talent. ' :
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could be,
I still want to thank her
for giving me a new vision on life
and opening my eyes
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Written June 27th, 2003