Years have gone by that I've missed you. So caught up in my own feelings, I didn't notice that you walked out on me a long time ago. Thoughts that constantly ran in my head made me believe that you never left my side. I guess I've dwelled on the past for far too long, holding onto you so tightly, so confident that you would never let me go. I always wondered how it was possible for you, who brought so much love and sunshine, to leave a dark cloud right under a home you built just for me. Perhaps this is the consequence of my actions, and the reality of the undeniable, and inevitable truth that life goes on without you. I guess a great love brings immense bliss, but it may also bring deep sorrow.
And that's fine.I am fine without you. I am happy, grateful, I live well. But sometimes, I find myself wondering what we could have been and why we couldn't be. I blame myself for it. I carry the guilt I tried to bury, only to realise that I've been constantly shovelling it back up to surface. Sometimes you tell yourself that everyone makes mistakes. Even yourself. But subconsciously you punish yourself with these exaggerated feelings and multiplied guilt. When all you wanted was to do the right thing, and you thought you that you did right by putting responsibility before your own happiness. I hope I didn't take that away from you. I always thought that I've given you all that I could. With eyes screaming I love you but years of denial and silence, I'm sorry you had to see things turn sour. I guess your warmth has been long overdue, and the memory of you standing at my door staring at me with so much love is just an old broken recorder playing at the back of my mind.
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Two Years Late
PoetryA collection of moments where rhyming was necessary. Short, simple poetry; yet, those who relate - too many. Weird titles for humor, but that doesn't make the poem experience less painful. Those titles are painful to me though. You'll see.
