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All Too Late

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In my hands lies the heart
That once, we shared
In a duration of a moment,
We called it 'love'

What I wish for you to realize
Is an emphasis on calling it love,
The truth is there, it's just a matter
If you'll ever accept it

The heart has already been crushed
Long ago, I watched it as it bled away
And in that moment was the one I realized
I never loved you, you never loved me

So what was the hand holding,
The kisses shared and all?
They were moments found in this illusion
All surrounding a choice you wanted to make

That choice, and those reasons
Are not the main focus,
But for you to finally realize:
There's no spark to light

Whatever has left you thinking
Throughout these couple of years
That there was something keeping us away,
Then it was completely, utterly wrong

Today, I ask for friendship
And offer the apology
For being the one to bluntly tell you
The way things actually are

You simply tossed the chance of friendship away
And denied the apology I had given
All for what, but to continue to share those looks
In your eyes, love - In my eyes, sad truth

I spent too much time afraid to be honest,
Afraid that you'd go back to those choices -
But I guess there comes a point in life
When it's all too late
Dated a guy a couple years ago, I began liking him at first, but in honesty (and something I realized about six months after breaking up) I mainly said yes because he was suicidal and had told me the only thing he lives for is love - that friendship wasn't enough. It took me too long to realize that was the biggest influence into that, and that's the choice I mention. Point is, he refuses to be friends no matter what and I don't understand completely why. Although, it's saddening when someone only gets to be in your life for part of a time and walks around you - still existing - but refusing... Oh, well. A friendship never began again, thus there's nothing to mourn over. Just a loss that in a world with many things more important.

4.11.14
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