The End

I guess it's time that we should end, because nomatter how hard it seems things never mend.  I loved you with my true pure heart, but no matter what you always tore it apart.  Why am i supposed to believe that you loved me so, especially that Sunday morning when I asked and you told me no.  Wen my tears run down, you run away.  You tell me you can't stay. I nutured you as if u were my true born baby, but when you grew up you thought i was just plain lazy.  You didn't think I care enough, didn't even understand that I had it ruff.  All the promises you made, most of them you break.  Why do you keep on hurting me, i just want to stay awake.  Don't let me fall asleep if you think what we have too much to let go. The anger takes full control, and it sears and burns away at my soul. I cry for your help, your cool soft hands to stop the pain.  But the more I cry the more you go insane.  You think i always like to criticize what you do wrong, when you don't realize I am working hard to mend our song.  It's like a broken record, smashed into peices, if noone puts it together it will never play.  How can you think i break your heart?  When i'm always there, never apart.  When you ran, i chased after.  I love you too much in my head i can hear the echoes of laughter.  So I finally find out my significance today, where you choose to be with someone else, I thought this Thursday was for us- but i thought wrong because i see the skies have turned grey.  Remember the times we laid in the warm shining sun, making vows to eachother and was so excited of how our future had just begun?  Those memories has become blurry, clogged up with the fights the anger the tears and the furry.  There isn't the same love that I always ran to, whenever I cried you tell me we are thru.  There was so much that has happened between us, it is so hard to forget.  But you told me to learn to let go, maybe so.  


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A poem I wrote long ago, when I was going through relationship crisis.  I coped by writing out my feelings.

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