I don't understand why there's pressure inside,
but the pain that comes from it brings a tear to my eye.
I haven't talked or seen you in a long time,
so why do I still feel pain inside.
Is it a heart attack, or is my heart trying to put itself back
from the years of misuse, broken in pieces, quarters, and halves?
When I finally have the courage to look at your page,
I see you've grown, but I have aged.
You're so beautiful; you look like an angel to me,
but by now I know you've forgotten all about me.
I don't blame you, I would to,
after all the nasty things I said to you,
but you have to understand I don't have the time to play the kid,
I have a lot of work and time put in,
but for some reason all my songs are about you.
At this point I feel lost without you.
You were my happiest inspiration to sing about and write,
but now you're the reason why I can't sleep at night,
but I know I must learn to forget,
practice ignorance, pretend to not exist,
but as my last message,
thoughts about you,
I want you to know how much I think about you,
If fate wanted us to be together then together we shall be,
but for now I will forget about you and me.
Before I push the reset button for my heart,
there still a chance for a start.
Just tell me you miss me, and I'll back away.
Then in my heart you will stay.
I forgave You, I forgave you the day I was angry. In my heart I had no choice. Leaving you was hard and if it would had been a second time it would had been impossible for me. So you were...
Why It Hurts
Published by Family Friend Poems October 2011 with permission of the Author.
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