Unwanted ||original poem||

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The night is coming to an end,
Endless nightmares that were once my dreams,
Decieving me,
Drawing me in.
I missed him,
I wanted him,
And he took that to advantage.
He mislead me,
Causing me to believe in something that is not there,
Invisible,
Yet inevitable.
Those chocolate brown eyes led me in,
I could see a void of darkness seeping through his skin,
And that's when I fell,
Believing I could save the unfixable.
Yet it only backfired on me,
Leaving me broken in defeat,
My heart left with a gaping hole.
I wish he was still here,
Yet I know that can't happen.
I long to be held in his strong arms,
To feel the butterflies rising in my stomach when he called my name,
Or smiled, or laughed.
The way his hair dangled over his face,
Just barely covering his emotionless eyes.
He was sad,
Unreachable,
Unattainable.
He hid his identity,
Not wanting anyone to see the real him.
But I knew the real him.
And perhaps that's scary.
Why do I still miss him?
I still long for him.
God this hurts.
Here comes the sun again,
The days are getting longer,
Repetitive,
Monotonous.
Will the pain ever end?
Will I ever heal?

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