On The Shores Of Albany [Glosa Verse]

by aDORKable x3   Apr 20, 2008


It's not over tonight.
Just give me one more chance to make it right.
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
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I wish I could say the words bottled in my heart -
The tiny flame that came about by our little spark,
But my feelings have no words; their emotion bears no sound.
How do I word the way you make me feel when you're around?
But something happened to me when you left last night,
There's nothing I could do to ever make it right.
Your eyes showed such sadness, I didn't know what to do -
All I could say was goodbye and that I'll always love you.
You're off to war and it's not your fight
"...It's not over tonight."

We knew your time was coming, and soon,
But we didn't want to worry away that night in June.
You held me close as we danced one last time,
As you tried to convince me that you'd be fine.
Your words were soft by doubt was slight;
I wondered how we would ever be alright.
I cried into your shoulder, selfish as I was -
I could never let you go and it is because
I'll love you forever, through good times and fights.
"...Just give me one more chance to make it right."

I can't ever let you go, but I don't have a chance -
This is not just some textbook romance.
This is real, as real as it could get;
We're both full of love, trust and respect.
But now you're gone and it's so cold at night,
I'll stay up worrying, hoping you're alright.
Your picture sits on my oak night table -
I want to stop crying, but I'm not able.
I wish I could hold you in my arms so tight.
"...I may not make it through the night."

I come back here almost everyday,
Hoping it was a trick my mind had played.
But each time I'm wrong; the pain cuts deeper -
It's something like a nightmare, but a little sweeter.
I pace the shores, looking for the memories of you;
I'm stuck here not knowing what else to do.
I wrap the blanket around me as waves lap at my feet -
My tears are silent as the sing of my defeat.
I'm still lying on the Shores of Albany because I don't know what to do.
"...I won't go home without you."

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  • 9 years ago

    by zachok

    Like the story seems like its experience but keep writing

    Zach