Here's to the life
That could've been but never was
To us,
Who should've been but never could;
Grappling for opportunities,
Splinters and wood
Cut deep into my skin and soul
Tears ran dry
But never could fill up that holeHere's to all the words unspoken
Had they been,
It never would've created a rift
As wide as the oceanSo there I lay,
Trembling flesh and bone;
Hopelessly having hoped
We could be one
Had you not said those things,
We still could have had sweet endingsFor in their eyes we weren't;
But in mine,
We were a match made in heaven.I should've known how very wrong I was,
For here I am:
Tending , mending,
Trying to see past the scars.
I believe the fault was on both our parts
But I took the fall
While you flew with my heart.And so,
Here's to the life
That could've been but never was;Here's to you and me,
And to our hearts made of glass.
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PoetryThese are the 2 A.M. words strung together by an overburdened brain and a hopeless heart. It was meant to be reassuring (in some ways) , to calm the bathetic mind. But it has also been plagued by the otherworldly thoughts. Which, of course, may not...