The drive home gave me time to think
Dear God, what have I just done?
She trusted me with her heart
and I threw it away like the garbage I thought she was
I had to move on, there was nothing left
The bridge between us collapsed forever
and I was not about to rebuild
The loneliness gives way to tears
Just one or two, they grow less frequent
What more could I have asked for?
Apparently I wanted everything
A selfish child lost in a candy store
and to me all they had was black licorice
Her beauty was not desired
but the caring nature of her personality
was what got me through the dark
Birds fly high on the air of their wings
I too, fly with them now
Even after the drive home gave me time to think
I gave up on a dream that was a nightmare
Losing control os situations unknown
She was not right for me, in the end
And I see why, in another girls' eyes.
A contest entry
- "Oh, I can smile about it now, but at the time it was terrible." by george the 23rd.
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Comments
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The problem I had with this write, is it dives right into the emotional fallout of a situation you didn't describe.
It's like the first person to die in a horror movie. Sure, it's gory, ugly, traumatic- but due to lack of development in the character, You don't really care when the blood starts flying.
I think if you were to revisit this piece, you could do something with more impact to it....
Al; the best...
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