Note: Took me awhile to work on this, what I went through was really hard to overcome. It was a really painful experience for me but in the end if you love someone you would work things with out with them. Like I did. I wanted to write this to finally face what I couldn't. It's finally written out. This is how I feel. Enjoy. _________________________
The Weight Of May.
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In the shadows of May, where silence fell, A storm brewed beneath a fragile shell. Promises whispered in the dark, Turned to echoes, leaving a mark.
You had your battles, I had mine, But love was a thread, frayed by design. I tried to hold on, to keep my cool, While shadows danced, playing the fool.
A girl with your dog, a friend in disguise, You spun your tales, while I knew the lies. I thought we had weathered the darkest of storms, Yet betrayal blossomed, breaking the norms.
You left me shattered, tears on the floor, In the heart of that night, I felt nothing more. How could you share what was meant to be ours? In dreams, I'd see your laughter, beneath distant stars.
She painted her lips and donned a soft guise, But the soul within was a tangled disguise. A man in a dress, playing a part, Yet how could she know the depths of my heart?
She tried to be real, to walk in my shoes, But the weight of her pretense was hers to choose. You danced in the light, a flicker of flame, While I bore the scars of love's intricate game.
Nightmares returned, each breath a fight, Replaying the hurt, the shadows of night. I'd wake in a sweat, feeling you there, Yet the ghost of her lingered, an unanswered prayer.
But amidst the chaos, I sought the light, A spark of hope in the endless night. You fought your guilt, we broke down the walls, As trust began healing, and love softly calls.
With boundaries set, we began to mend, Each moment together, my heart would defend. You gifted me roses, a ring of pure grace, A symbol of love in a delicate space.
From the ashes of pain, a new flame burned. For in the depths of hurt, we found our way, Love's fragile beauty, in the shadows of May.
