Walk Away

by Lyndsay Kalyta   Jan 27, 2007


Holding my arms open
Facing the rain that's pouring down
I'm trying hard and hoping
I'll find strength to get up off the ground

I was once told, "Never change
When love has found its home"
But we've both gone and rearranged
And are now in places completely unknown

We both walked away
At the sign of something true
How come it was so hard to say
"I am completely in love with you"

Everyone knew I loved you
And I know you felt the same
Now those words are long overdue
I missed my shot with imperfect aim

I could say three words a thousand times
But still, they'd mean nothing at all
And I know you can't get me out of your mind
All of our memories, you're trying not to recall

Boy, we had a love so strong
Don't try to deny it, you know we did
We both know being apart is so wrong
I'm sure we could find it in our hearts to forgive

But I'm crying here in the rain tonight
Because there was something we just didn't say
When you are in love, sometimes the only thing that is right
Is to just let go and walk away

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  • 17 years ago

    by Tom Swart

    Nice, I think I could sense your words and their meaning. Keep up the prose and remember to be one with your poem. If it is real youll be able to feel it breath and its heart to beat. A poem is a fragment of time, a sliver of emotion trapped in our hearts and set free upon the page. Where it can finally sore and fly with other poems or cry and weep with other broken hearts. Poetry is nothing more than emotion set in motion. Poetry is seldom more than the small fossil that waits within the stone begging for someone to chip it free, and then to wonder how it came to be.

    Keep up your good works. May your poems be a great frame for your emotions. May there be peace and love in your life. And may the mark you make upon those hearts around you be filled with joyous fragments of your own heart.