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Firefly

I never knew perfection till I saw your eyes and I feel it still I never knew my heart could hurt so much   I feel it in my bones at night All alone I can see the sky But I am afraid that I can’t get out   I only wake up alone Drenched in the sunlight’s tone I could never be anything more to you   I could lie to you in everyway Tell you I don’t care and run away But I would only be hurting myself   The emotions I said I still feel The love we both know is real The memories that made me feel alive   Everything that we once had The tears you shed when you were sad The pain in your chest you know is real   You say that you feel used Your heart beat up and bruised And I can’t help you any more   You can read me like a book All my emotions in just one look The taste of you still lingers in the air   But you say these awful truths It was only love and we made it through But you just don’t feel the same way anymore   Everything we once had Is becoming a thing of the distant past With every memory and emotion, it’s all coming down to nothing   You don’t need me but I need you You don’t love me but I love you This world is coming down so fast   It’s getting harder to breath anymore And I just don’t know what’s in store For me and for you these days   It’s like I will never be the one to you or anyone I lost my chance and can’t go back I am so damn stubborn, compassion is what I lack   But in your arms I felt so alive Like I was dancing on hot knives The world was all around me that day   But in this darkness I failed to see What you really meant to me Its like memories aren’t enough   I still hear your voice at night And I still feel your touch sometimes But no it’s all just a lie   I was a fool to let you go Thinking our love couldn’t grow But I have missed you everyday   And everything reminds me Of the days where we used to be The only things we would need   I never knew perfection till I met you and I feel it still But I guess memories are somethings to forget
— A. M. Painter, Aug 11, 2007

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Quillsvein1

18 years 10 months ago

tragic

last line there, which for some reason makes the whole poem in my opinion. we find ourselves in such dry and uninspired places in life after the exhilaration of love, total commitment or what seemed it--and then it's as though none of it ever happened. wrenching poem, good job.

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