You Can't Save Me Not Anymore...

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I met you
I realized I felt something
I never felt before.
It was new,
it was different,
but above all, it was real.

You made me laugh more than
I ever thought someone
could ever make me laugh.
You made me smile more than
I thought I could smile.

You even pulled me out of
my dark thoughts every
once in a while,
and nobody else had done before.
You listened to me,
and you were there for me
when it seemed like
nobody else was.
You seemed to actually care.

But then you had to leave.

The one person,
who made me change in a way,
had to leave.
I was never going to see
the person that was capable
of making me feel this way again.

I had you,
but then I lost you,
now in more ways than one.

You shut me out,
you probably moved on.
But I didn't.
I'm still here,
I'm still struggling.
I need you,
more than you or anyone
will ever know.

I need you.
I need someone to save me,
and you were just
beginning to do that.

I'm drowning.

I'm deep in water,
and I needed somebody
to get me out.
Quickly,
before I die.

It seemed like it was
going to be you.
But now it can't be.

You had only just begun to
manage to start pulling me out
of the water I'm drowning in,
but you couldn't continue.
So all you did
was let go,
and I just drowned,
right back to where I was before.

You were like the life boat
that could save me,
but I lost you.
I fear that one day
you'll come back,
and I'll never be ready for that.

At first,
I thought you could save me,
but you can't.
You never could.
You never would.

So please just stay
where you are,
don't come any closer.

You already did it once,
and now,
it can never happen again.

Don't try to come back
to where it used to be.
Because, now I know.

You can't save me,
not anymore...

(this is not written by me, but by one of my closest friends) (and I love it a lot, so I wanted to post it) (and it was okay with her, so I did)

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