Tuesday, 12 August 2014

A love that was not

For I know this will never reach your ears
I know the poet I can never be
I know the harsh tune of melancholy
Slowly swallowing me

And I know the words you said to me
I know the serenity of your eyes
I know how these starless nights
Dimly dance sorrows away

I saw you at a distance called love
I drifted through your life of lies
I gauged your imperfections
And weighed your flaws tonight

I let the wind brush your hair
I caught the light to shine your pride
I held the strings of time and space
And hoped that you'd look behind

For there I was knowing your poem
The one you always read out to me
Never knowing I listened-
'Thoughts, actions, perseverance'

But deep inside I know the poem
The one you never wrote that night
The one you might never feel again
'Cause emotions can't be felt twice

Love can't be repeated-
Not this way, not this time
So I write to you, my dear muse
On the love we never shared that night

The love that always tore us apart
The love that questions all of me
The love that kept our lives apart
The love that we could be

For I know this will never reach your ears
I know the poet I can never be
I know the harsh tune of melancholy
Slowly swallowing me

And I know the words you said to me
I know the serenity of your eyes
I know how these starless nights
Dimly dance sorrows away

For there is perfection
In the mere presence of your light

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