Sometimes, letting life pass you by is how you forfeit your life.
If you let it, it'll cut you like a knife.
Time is a precious, precious thing something we take for granted.
But believe me when I say I didn't realize a seed had been planted.
You don't know how it tears me apart.
To see you gave another girl your heart.
The heart you said beat just for me,
And would beat only for me for all of eternity.
But time that old rat, he slips right on by.
And yet, after 2 years, for you I still cry.
I cry and I mourn for the loss of our love.
I think of you at the first echoes of the morning dove.
2 whole years, they slip through the cracks.
I think of you and it brings on a panic attack.
How could I have been so stupid?
How could I be so wrong?
And how the hell did you slip on through all along?
On a playground we found our literal common ground.
In my kitchen you got down on one knee, and to you my heart was bound.
I blinked and we both were turning 10, playing on computers instead of pretend.
My mom became homeless and I had myself to defend.
The time slipped on by to the days when we lived with you.
You taught me the birds and the bees and how to tie my shoe.
A whirlwind of emotions in a blur of time.
The days appear when you taught me to rhyme.
You made me feel confident, beautiful, smart.
Little did I know, in three years time we would break each other's heart.
A test I thought would be joyful, turned into one full of sorrow and regret.
That face is not a face I could ever forget.
You told me you'd give us another chance.
But left me in the dark, pondering our first dance.
Two years fly by, and a cap is fit onto my head, I zip up my gown and stare straight ahead.
I shake his hand, I look up to meet the camera man's eyes, but I met yours instead.
I cry as I write this and wonder and scream.
Why can't this all just be one bad dream??
No matter what I did,
No matter how hard I tried,
Life still managed to slip right on by.
YOU ARE READING
For you
Kurgu OlmayanA collection of poems I wrote during and after my first relationship. I spent 5+ years working on this, and I apologize for any spelling/grammatical errors, but I wanted to leave everything as it was originally written.
