The book of poetry

A Story Of Lovers End.

When I was young I didn't know what was right from wrong,
I didn't know that if the love was true it would be great and strong,
As a child for you were my heart's greatest desire,
I didn't know why it was just a feeling I would have deep down inside every time I gazed into those eyes,
Every time I looked into those eyes it was as if a wave from the ocean came in and hit me in place for they are so blue it's like being on the shore with you,
Sometimes I would feel us drift away and I would get scared because I didn't want that love to fade away,
But I knew there was nothing I could do to make you stay,
Most nights after you vanished into the thick mist at night I would stare out the window and wonder if everything was right,
You were on my mind non-stop it felt like all time stopped,
I hoped and prayed you would come back to me and everything would be as it once was,
But when you returned you weren't the same and your heart was betrothed to another,
The pain I felt was so unbearable it was as if there were a knife in my heart being twisted as slow as can be and I wondered why your true love wasn't me,
Was I not enough for you to feel love or was it that they don't show the love you seek,
Instead, they show you what love should not be,
As the days pass I try to convince myself that things are forever over but then you whisper in my ear and my mind starts to wonder,
If the love is gone why whisper in my ear when you know that is wrong,
Let it be gone let it be lost for once you left and I felt like death but seeing you two intertwine is like death with no end,
But you don't see that the pain it brings the tears in my eyes the screams I scream,
You don't see the love that was true with me you see the things you wish would be with him,
It is ok cause one day when you look at him and truly see I'll be six feet under and just a memory,
Maybe when you returned you didn't realize that our love was already out of time,
For when you walked in the door you saw me a ghost of what was no more...

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