gone was the love
i thought i had earned,
gone was the light
i thought i deserved.
grey were the walls
that surrounded me then,
when i hit the ground
i'd only realised i fell.
i sped past the heat
that my summer had given,
rained like a storm
until the sunshine was hidden.
and the sun stole away
and gave love to the moon,
and i will never have
another one of my darling june.
rising and falling
was my chest in the dark,
a sign of life
from my ungrateful heart.
and curled around sheets,
my body did lay,
i did love you,
i just couldn't say.
come back to me
in my misery and hoping,
let me pretend that
it's your hand i'm holding.
hang the unrequited
tears on the wall,
so i can glaze past their image
and instead take the fall.
please watch me mourn
over myself and what i had,
so you can shake your head
and say be glad for what i have.
i'm sorry, summer,
that your love bore fruitless
for even when a fool falls
he still remains foolish.
and my hopes did raise
when my phone buzzed of your name,
but let down when you said
"i'm sorry you don't feel the same,"
but i did and i'm regretful
that i hadn't said any sooner,
because i only believed
you could love me in ill-humour.
my heart bears an impression
of your tear-glassed eyes,
occurred from the second
i panicked and lied.
what do i do
now that the heat's well away?
what does the rain do
when they've done the sun foul play?
luke
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