ANOTHER

Finchy

ANOTHER

Ray Finch

 

Listening to the wind blowing down the street, listening to the pouring rain

Listening to my heart as it beat’s, that’s when I start to feel the pain

I close my eyes tightly shut, to erase the pictures that they took

But seeing you, arms around another man, I don’t know if I ever can

We married young, with much life ahead

Vows and promises, we both said

Me to you and you to me

In front of both our families

So in love on that glorious day

How could we know it would end this way

Listening to the wind blowing down the street, listening to the pouring rain

Listening to my heart as it beat’s, that’s when I start to feel the pain

I close my eyes tightly shut, to erase the pictures that they took

But seeing you, kiss another man, I don’t know if I ever can

I thought our life was comfy and good

You wanted out but I never would

Then I found you had another

A younger, taller, better lover

That really spelt the end for me

Now goodbye for eternity

Listening to the wind blowing down the street, listening to the pouring rain

Listening to my heart as it beat’s, that’s when I start to feel the pain

I close my eyes tightly shut, to erase the pictures that they took

But seeing you, hand in hand with another man, I don’t know if I ever can

  • Author: Finchy (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 31st, 2022 04:14
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  • L. B. Mek

    life is strange
    if we truly loved that person, from our past
    wouldn't we naturally want them to be happy
    even without us, and yet
    one glimpse
    of them lost in joy's, comforting
    smiles and hands
    and our jealousy, grants us
    the anger needed
    to throttle our happiness, for them
    and instead
    let our selfishness, define
    our thoughts and emotions...
    unless, of-course
    their past disloyal actions, dictates
    we hate them, with every last breath we get
    (crazy, how both mindsets
    can be simultaneously applicable
    to such differing situation/relationship
    endings...)
    a thought provoking read, thanks for sharing

  • Finchy

    Thank you
    Yes its a fine line between letting go and being happy for them, or developing anger towards them, luckily I don't have anger within me (well at least not yet) lol
    Thank you again



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