I see you, anew,
Strumming your guitar;
A gentle strum,
A single chord,
Once froze my soul,
And I,
Became,
Yours.
Endlessly did I think of you,
Endlessly did I try to forget,
A million times, did I say goodbye,
But you never let me go.
With every song,
With every breath,
Every time I close my eyes,
Your memories are all that fill my mind,
Crushing my heart, which longs for your love,
Which you, can never make mine.
How I cry, in this engulfing lonesomeness,
Longing for you,
Waiting for you,
Hoping that someday,
Instead of her,
Your kiss will scar my lips;
How I cry, try to numb my pain,
Only the feathers in my pillow will ever know.
Aimlessly I wonder through the streets,
Knowing you are elsewhere;
Why, fate, why did you bring him to me,
If you knew that we could never be?
You, who strum my heartstrings,
To you, I sing, my love,
Even if you will never hear me,
May the wind carry my song to you.
~ 2015 ~
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