Nostalgic

Tue, 10/24/2017 - 14:13 -- dwash3

There's alot of tension between us, I don't know where to start

I'm to blame for sure but you played your part

a lot of miscommunication, a lot of unsaid words

a lot of things I want to get off my chest but I never had the courage

I'm more of a coward, so I keep my feelings buried

down low into a place nobody knows because I'm low key hurting.

They say love is pain but not the physical type

the type that keeps you up staring at your ceiling at midnight

the type that makes you focus more on what you did wrong, instead of what you did right

the type that makes you feel as if there's only darkness down this doomed tunnel of love, no light.

That's not how I felt when we were first together

you made time feel endless, our days are numbered but you made it seem like our love was forever

you made my perspective of love change, I had thought it was all a lie

but then I saw you and I finally felt butterflies on the inside

it had been so long since I've felt this way, I thought those beautiful butterflies had died

you made them twirl and twist with excitement, you had given them all life.

But then things got ugly and the skies hanging above my head were no longer clear and vivid blue

and my days seemed longer because I wasn't spending them with you

and then I started worrying about all the things I didn't do

and then I came back to the realization that love isn't really true

So when people ask me what love is, I always tell them this story about this person I once knew

and the only reason I have an answer is because I discovered the true meaning of love through you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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