She destroyed what I thought love was
but it truly was a pain free experience.
When first I saw her, I felt the sky,
I felt the air, I felt a seventh sense, I felt.
I knew at once, at least part of my future, but,
there were many marionettes in our path,
good souls.
Eventually the clouds lifted and we began to see,
the road presumably clear but greyness colors
the background as she plays her own tune.
Nonetheless, I jumped.
Time now stopped, waiting for the snow to settle,
the globe is still shaking, it just won't clear.
I waited, hoped, and prayed, but I was wrong,
she still would rather play and I can no longer wait.
One last tear,
I am done.
Adding your comment: