You came back..

you came back and I ran back into your arms and as usual you were there, not to catch me but you were there to watch me fall.

But I just keep telling myself "he came back" and here I am laying in your bed, half naked but is it just a coincidence that the only time you tell me you love me is when I'm in your bed half naked? Guess not.... 

You came back, but they say "once you lose someone, it's never exactly the same person that comes back to you" oh but you came back... 

You came back and  you still look at the other girl like she is the light of your world and I am nothing but a burnt out flame... 

 You came back but this time I kind of wish you would have stayed away, it would have saved me the pain. 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

i have been slacking on writing lately and I am sorry. Much love to everyone who takes the time to read/comment on my posts. Xoxo ❤️

Starward's picture

Very powerful poetic

Very powerful poetic treatment of what, I suspect, is a rather universal experience, unfortunately.  I have experienced something like that, when I was in college back in the days of the dinosaurs.  Although four decades old, the memory still feels like it happened just a few days ago. 


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KindredSpirit's picture

YOU came back

I just wrote a take off on this.

Credit to you.


Good to see you

borbug's picture

great one, it rays with pain

great one, it rays with pain and sadness, anger...very strong poem