Poems from the other side

Compromise

I've tried hard and succeeded, they say California dreaming will set the mind free.
Imaginations of all kinds can be tamed.
But something is missing, your soft touch is vain from my familiar keen. I've tried to reach of that light and snatched it up taking it upon mine. Still something's missing.
You're gentle words that influenced every movement that I took now are petrified leaving my feet stuck on this ground and my heart stone cold vacant to love.
Living alone hasn't been easier nor harder.
Lonesome and free, time being let lose on my side. I have no chains to hold me back my voice is finally heard. No multicolored tongue that speaks the purest of words or the whitest of lies. My ears are free from the empty words that form a compromise.
Still something is missing..
From your gentle lips placed upon mine.
To the last good night, and a returning good morning. I can't believe that I broke your heart but looking now it doesn't tear you apart.
Forever and always my heart will have a tattooed named that marks a piece of me to being tied into you. The bind that ties all promises still lays on my night stand. The night never seem to fall apart, Nor will my feelings for you.