In your distance was our love that lies and lied.
I didn’t realise I loved you from where I stood,
The anguish and pain never felt so alarmingly booked,
After how I was, I knew I had loved and lost,
Knowing I could have desiccated and rot.
Seeing you then knowing to win you I had to battle for your soul,
It would always begin with your heart, to which you hung low,
At the time I couldn’t sustain such a moral, to which you relied,
I had not yet known you had already given away what I most desired.
Circumstance often dictates those inner selfish feelings,
Discovering the very things that drew us together can remind us of why it didn’t work,
Love, like the inner workings of the mind, is rarely simple,
A glimpse is all it can take to awaken from an awful yet pleasuring dream.
All that glitters is not gold, and things that look warm do often remain cold,
When the world judges love, they too often forget the pain their verdict brings,
Memories can at times be so sharp that they leave us bleeding,
When sick of love, we either recover or burn. But is there ever really recovery from life itself?
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I hope you liked this new poem I wrote! I felt a bit weird and confused at times so I thought I'd put it down on paper and publish it to all you wonderful and aspiring FANS!
I Larrve you all! And I know all of you don't know what I've been through these past years, but all I say is it's not been pleasant so that's all I'm gunner say on it!
Pleasseee Vomment! I would appreciate it! =D. X
