Wednesday, August 24, 2011

This Guy...

Grief.
Breathtaking;
Debilitating;
Heartbreaking.
Loss of an ideal;
Loss of reality.
Through tightly closed fists;
It's slipped away. 
Gone.
Yearning met;
With sweet surrender.
Peaceful bliss;
I fell into you.
Tears shed;
What could have been;
What should have been;
What hasn't been.
One by one;
They fall silently.
Wipe away one;
Another follows.
I beg of you;
One more kiss;
One more hug;
Just one more.
Tell me I wasn't foolish,
Tell me I wasn't wrong.
My heart has busted open;
Please, don't pour salt in the wound.

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