my poems

An ending

It all started out nice.
Full of laughter and words.
We danced through the night with friends eyes watching.
We ran through corn fields and walked through the haunted house.
It was fun and scary.
That was our thing.
To be scared then be full of joy.
I stood by you, laughed with you.
I thought you would do the same.
But instead you left, you pulled away at the moment it finally felt like life was giving me a break.
I stopped crying, stopped bleeding.
But you left.
And the need to cry, or the earg to hurt haunts me.
I lost a reason to be happy.

But that was then.
I found someone new.
Who knows if me and him will be a thing.
But if we do it will be amazing.
Do we really know how things will go?
We plan for them to go well, to live happy ever after.
However, thats not what life does.
Youll get an ending, wrather its an ending of a life, relationship, a story.
Youll get an ending.
An ending that was ment to be.