Poem -

The one that got away

you dug your beliefs into my flesh and soul
you made me thank you for the very things you stole
stripped me of my friends, ā€œthey wish only our demiseā€Ā 
oh how i should have known, this was merely a disguise
i started to push away everyone that caredĀ 
under your mischievous smile, I was weak and scared
now it is too late, there’s no going back home
I am always with you, but your heart’s made of stone.Ā 
when i try to kiss you, i'm struck by your cold gaze
what happened, my love, you used to light me ablaze
i’m frozen as i realize: i must let go of youĀ 
for months I had ignored, what I long knew was trueĀ 
but i must say, no more, for my tired heart’s crumblingĀ 
you love me no more, and now through life I’m stumblingĀ 
however so, my love, i shall never look backĀ 
i’ll never fall again for your beautiful attackĀ 
your love might have existed, but it has been too rudeĀ 
and i deserve much more than a boy who is so crude
i don’t know where i’m going, perhaps i never did
but i’ll get far from you, so my soul can be healed
i’ll find my path one day, again, and I shall not blame fate
it’s been a bumpy road, and I’m getting rid of dead weight.

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Richard Waters

A completely open approach leaves a powerful opportunity for reflection and interpretation of relationship !
Intense commitment to convey deep feelings brings rewarding appraisals of emotional integrity.
Neat investigative quality.
Take care.
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