Hurtful hope

by waiting for the unknown   Jun 26, 2010


Words so sweet I could not believe
The days that past: memories into the sieve
A love so improbable I could not trust,
And yet I forced myself to adjust.

So new and inviting; a courtship undefined.
Raw. Pliable. What would be the final design?
Days to weeks, weeks to months.
Desire to adoration, "I love you's" by the millionths.

Too soon and yet, the right moment,
Speeches of matrimony, dreams of a future start to cement.
The love only grew
And I trusted our hearts to know what to do.

As time passed, I knew not what lay in store
For my treasured darling whom I did adore,
Began to regret, and fret, and with much affliction,
Told me the tales of his contrition

"I do not love you, like I did"
"And with this romance, I wish to rid."
"For you or I, did change a great deal,"
"And your life and heart I did not mean to steal."

As he spoke the words, my heart did cease
And the tears did come and did increase.
My chest felt tight, and my spirit broke,
Upon my tears I began to choke.

The love was gone, the cup was dry,
Was it ever real or was it all a lie?
What could I have done to change my fate?
But I all ready knew it was too late.

With a heavy soul and a broken heart,
I did my best to accept my fresh start.
And now here I am, doing my best to move on.
Trying to forget my love now gone.

It's so hard and I still weep
I try to cherish the memories that I let myself keep.
Anger, sadness, loss, and pain.
And yet, I feel like there was something to gain

Yes it hurts but I'll tell you what,
My mind and heart I will never shut.
For tomorrow is another day,
And perhaps I'll learn to love another in a better way.

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